Tuesday, June 6, 2017

condo trouble

Remember this lady?  Remember her?  She called me this weekend and apologized for bothering me and for offending me (she said my furniture was ugly in the condo) and then asked if I could do her a favor?


Her husband lost his hearing aids and was wondering if we'd found them in our condo.  Never mind that their visit was A MONTH AGO.  Have ya' not missed them for a month?

But I was polite and told her I'd look for them today while the house was being cleaned.  Well, IIII won't look for them ... but the housekeeper will.  Well, we don't have a housekeeper, but I do have a sister and she can look.

In the meantime, I've just booked another guest into my condo.  They plan to stay for six weeks.  They're an old haggard couple who have a daughter who's about to whisk away to Hawaii for a cruise ship career.  They also have a dog.  And a cat.  And a wheelchair.

I sure hope they don't cause me any grief.  I sure hope they're clean.  I sure hope the man likes the condo.  He's never seen it, you know.  And six weeks can be a long, long time for two people, a dog, a cat and a wheelchair to be all cooped up together.

Yeah, no.  I don't think I'll rent to them.

I wonder if Shirley would want to come back ...


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