Our House (in the middle of the street)

The other day I had to show my friend's house for them while they were away on vacation. What qualifications, you may ask, do I have for this particular job? Well, the first and most important one is that I'm a sucker (or "sucka" fo tha kids in the hood). The second qualification for this is that I can mind my p's and q's when I have to. So, they gave me a time to meet the potential buyers (we'll call them "perps" from here on out....I know it doesn't quite fit, but i need to add some street cred to this wiary (web-diary)[i hate the word blog]).

It was actually kind of fun....especially since I had nothin to lose.

But then, as the tour progressed, I realized I got shafted in this job by my friends. Hey, I can work magic when magic needs to be worked [narcissism]....however, these kind of working conditions were a handicap that was tough to surmount. I needed more information.

I think they sensed this too....and then it began.....the questions: "How much is the electricity per month?" "What kind of water heater is it?" etc.

That's when the dance began. "Well, the toilets are an American Standard 6.0 liter per flush, with low flow mechanics" "The heater does take into account the two bathrooms and has reserve for the dishwasher, which is on a separate circuit" Tap tap tap "The washer and dryer both earned the EPA's energy star rating and consumer reports ten best for top loading small capacity machines"; shuffle step; "The light switches are on a separate power grid than the plugs in the event of a surge causing a "Tesla" type mechanisms to have multicircuit system failure" Riffle step "The doors are on a double latch mechanism that prevent accidental openage as well as increased weather protection especially in a class I squall" slide "The toilet seats are built with shatterproof technology for added safety in the imminent event of an accidental drop from a full 90 degrees azimuth". and take a bow.

Pshew.....it wore me out. Yeah, i think i sold it, my friends owe me big.

Oops, gotta go, you're here.

Quote of the Day: "The odds are good....but the goods are odd."