We live in an age of forgetting.
So this is what happens when a clown car empties
I just had a bizarre experience. Our landlord is thinking of selling the house and is meeting with a few realtors. One of them showed up at our doorstep this morning with a few of his coworkers. “Did the landlord tell you we were coming?”
Nope. But come on in!
They came in and started walking through the house. A few more followed right them. And a few more, a few more, and…
I don’t know if they were hiding under the doorstep or behind the bushes, but they were popping out from everywhere. A steady stream of them were flowing into the house and following what looked like a pre-determined path, like a trail of ants following each other’s scent. I started laughing after the 10th one came in. My roommate counted a total of 21. He was in his room at the time. I wonder what the look on his face was when almost two dozen people walked by and poked their heads in his room.
There were so many of them that after we thought all of them left, a few more scurried upstairs and rushed out the door. The whole visit was about five minutes.
It was annoying for our landlord to not give us any notice, but the situation was so absurd that we got a good laugh out of it.
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about 1 year ago
This reminded me of when my landlord at the time showed my place (my lease was up in about 2 months at the time) to a nice young couple while I was in the shower. That sort of put the kibosh on me re-upping