Monday, October 22, 2007

Real Estate Investor Etiquette

My apartment is up for sale. This means that my apartment is shown daily.

I'm not a neat person, never have been. My roommates are also untidy, and quite honestly right now we're living in a den of filth. It's not like we don't notice, or care. It's just that we've all have so many other things going on in our lives we're just completely unmotivated to clean when we're home.

Today, I was especially not in the mood for cleaning because I'm still sick. I felt ridiculously out-of-it and lethargic this morning. I tried to get ready for work and ended up in the fetal position, shivering on my couch - so I stayed home and slept on the couch for most of the day.

Around 5 o'clock I was sitting up and feeling a little better. My landlord's father then knocks on my door.

"We have guests, eh, see place. Five Minute."


I try to clean up two days of take out carnage off the table, round up the beer bottles, put a fresh batch of cleanser on the pile of dishes.

I then slump upstairs and back to the couch. The people come through and I'm quiet and watch TV.

I can still hear the perspective buyers voices, "These people certainly have low standards of living. They keep a disgusting household."

I retold my neighbors this story, and by that time had my rebuttle, "It's not like I'd go through their house and be like, 'Man look at these pricks with their overly clean house. What total anal retentive psychos.' "

Yeah! Take THAT!

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