Sunday afternoon we had an appointment to see a condo for rent. Condo is just a glorified word for apartment, I'm not quite sure why people still get all excited over those kinds of words but, ok. Anyway, the lady showing it to us described it over the phone as spacious, immaculate, gourmet kitchen, sunny and honestly she used the word beachy at least 4 times. So she opens the door and the first thing I noticed was a smell. No it did not smell like dog, I have a dog. It smelled like spoilt milk. The "spacious" rooms could all fit into my living room and the "gourmet kitchen" was well.....let me put it this way. If you're reading this, stand up right now. Put both your arms out all the way. Spin around. That's how small it was. Yeah, it was beachy. Meaning you would want to spend all your time at the beach and not in this tiny, dirty, smallest kitchen in the world, overpriced condo.
Oh and by the way, she said it was on the first floor. It was not on the first floor, it was on the second floor.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
No thanks....
Her Royal Highness LittlePea at 8:51 AM
Labels: because I have nothing else of interest, domestic bliss, I'm not bitching...really
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6 comments:
Maybe she showed you the wrong one.
Also - I need to check if beachy is actually a word...
Sounds like most real estate people and the words they misuse. Spoilt milk though.... *ugh*!
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Lame. She maybe should do her research first.
Realtors seem to operate on Barnum's principle that there is a fool born every minute.
I have never seen the appeal in "condos" either. If I am going to own real estate, I want it to be a house, not an apartment.
I meant a "sucker" born every minute. Apologies to Barnum.
"Beachy" is a euphemism for "the beach is so nearby that you won't notice or care that this place is a pit."
perhaps she's european? 1st floor means 1 up from the ground. ha! how pretentious though, if that's what she meant.
(hopped over from des)
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