Scenario:
1 pregnant flatmate. 1 very unpregnant leaseholder flatmate. 2 other flatmates. Only leaseholder flatmate, apparently, knows how to clean, and has been doing so for the past week, to compensate for distinct lack of cleaning activity over past 4 months.
1 pregnant flatmate sends text to newly unemployed leaseholder flatmate (me) at the unholy hour of 7.30am this morning. To say:
um, want to talk to you as i've put my name down for a flat in case baby comes early. I've put your name down as referee. (what??!). Said i can move in a month, but would like to talk to you about it.
ok...have a minor stress and then to think happy problem-resolving thoughts.
I shall talk to my landlord and see if we can get out of the lease 5 weeks early (hopefully they will be understanding, and it will save me some rent).
Right, ok, can deal with that.
I spend the day pleasantly, watching Grey's Anatomy, knitting, walking to Lyall Bay for coffee and then sewing.
Phone rings.
Hello?
Hi this blah blah from blah blah property management. [Pregnant flatmate] said i could call you as she's put her name down for a flat.
mhhmmm.
so, what is she like as a tenant?
oh, she's ok. I don't have any problems with her. (semi-true. she's a nice person most of the time)
So how would you say she is on the clean and tidy front?
oh, she's fine. i don't have any problems with her (She has left hair dye all over the bathroom which has stained the new lino, and i have seen her wipe a bench. once. i just threw out two bags of mouldy mouldy bread so green you couldn't tell it was bread any longer)
And um, how about paying rent?
oh, she's fine, i've never had any problems with her (again! missed her very first rent payment when she moved in, and completely forgot to do it again last week)
is that all?
yep. she's fine.
hmm. i thought blogging about it would make me feel better. Apparently not. I am, though, much too nice for my own good.
sigh.
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