So my mother and I are on the sanctuary down the hill. She's out getting things, the washer and dryer have arrived. I poke through the classifieds and find a place we've been eyeing. Mom hasn't been able to reach them, so I decide to give it a go.
The phone rings, The man answers.
We talk briefly.
And I'm basically blown off because we won't be moving till December 1st.
And they want someone who can move in now.
...
Its November Sixth.
No one can move in overnight.
So lets make that crazy landlord number four, shall we?
One renting a cottage that looked like a crime scene waiting to happen.
The second one the man who didn't give us a real kitchen or our own door.
The third being the insane woman.
And now this one.
Do they think someone is going to see it today, move in tomorrow?
People annoy me.
And voila, more reasoning as to why I hate people. Keep your chin up hon, all the searching and dealing with crazies will pay off soon.
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