Okay I admit, I don’t like my landlord. No it’s not just because of this but, because of the ‘showering display of water’ all over the place where I live.
Let me explain. It was a great Sunday morning, dressed up in freshly pressed clothes we were off to the Church, a bit late, but then it’s better late than never.
That’s when it rained. No it’s not rain. There was no thunder. It’s was not cloudy. It’s my landlord again! She was busy cleaning the stairs and then she went showering the entire place and ME (who was unfortunately standing on the ground floor about to get into my vehicle)with water.
The spray spoiled my shirt. I refrained myself from calling her names, after all am off to the church.
My questions are, why does she have to clean the stairs every day? Every single day? Even when it rains?
Why why why why? Why does she have to clean the steps and drench my bike with water every day? Every single day? The bike sits there miserably under the stairs when the water falls rushing down on it. It can’t move nor take cover from the sudden downpour. Well you can’t blame the bike, I couldn’t judge the sudden downpour as well.
And then the dust starts to accumulate on the bike.
The dusty bike and a car that would be all left. Thanks to the showering display of water. And the lady says she is cleaning. Trust me, it’s not a very good feeling to be drenched with dirty water one fine morning. And my poor motorcycle is tortured every morning.
Its time we move.
So off I go to office, and announced my plans to move, one of my colleagues narrated his experience, when he was in search of a house two months back.
He found an advertisement on the local newspaper about a house which was available on rent. One saturday morning he went to see the house. He couldn’t locate the place and requested a vegetable vendor who was near the locality to help him. The vegetable vendor asked my colleague to follow him and pointed out to a house. It was around 100 meters from his vegetable stall.
My colleague went in and talked to the owner regarding the house. Once done and all settled he was about to return to his car, when he found the vegetable owner waiting for him outside the house. The vendor approached my colleague and asked
“So are you taking the house?”
Colleague : “Yes”
Vendor : “My commission?”
Colleague : “Whaaaat???”
Vendor : “I showed you the house. So I need commission for that”
Colleague: “I just asked you for directions. I had the address with me already”
Vendor : “I showed the house and so that qualifies me as the broker”
Colleague : “Get the ()*#@()*# off my face”
And he drove away.
Next time you ask for directions in Bangalore, make sure you don’t mention that you want to rent out the place. If you do, you will find instant brokers.
Better buy a GPS enabled phone. Or as an alternative, take a print out of Google maps (this is what I do).
But my landlord……………..aaaarghhhh !