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Absolutely Not Your Monkey

Jan 15 2005

My landlady’s contract with the realtor was up, I …

My landlady’s contract with the realtor was up, I think, on Friday. Therefore I wasn’t too surprised at the last-ditch effort they made to sell the place. The hard sell involved the realtor pretending to not know me when I answered the door to let him and the prospective buyer in to look around. I was instructed not to badmouth the place, as I’ve been known to do in the past. The agent couldn’t stop talking as he showed the guy around, and they were still going at it in the alley when I left for work. Most people don’t get further than the narrow alley, which people, probably car owners, seem to really not like.

Once I was at work, I got a call from the agent. Seems that Mrs. Prospective Buyer wanted to check the place out, and could I skip work to let them in? Upon mt refusal, the agent wanted to drop by my office to get my keys.

“I don’t think so,” I said.

“What’s wrong, Big Brother, don’t you trust me?” he asked.

“Only about as far as I could throw you.”


“Sorry, that’s not right,” I said. Actually I could probably throw the little guy pretty far. In any case, “I don’t trust anyone but my closest friends with my keys.”

In the end, he settled for telling me to be home at 7:00. I got there at about 7:45. Mrs. PB was there, and she gave the place a quick once-over and left.

And that’s that, I thought as I closed the door. My landlady had said she’d sign another lease with me if they couldn’t sell the place by the time her contract with the realtor was up, and Mrs. PB didn’t seem overjoyed about the place.

This afternoon I got a call from my landlady. The apartment was sold, she told me. I have to be out by February 21st.

Here we go again.

posted by Poagao at 5:09 pm  

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