Sometimes I wonder why I'm not more honest in the moment, instead hiding behind this sense of propriety and saving people's feelings when in reality I have no obligation to coddle them or NOT be honest.
In this case, I'm talking about the guy who's renovating an apartment I looked at yesterday. I didn't really have many intentions in renting the place prior to seeing it, unless it happened to be 1200 sq. feet with all new floors and walls and fixtures. Okay, maybe that's exaggerating. But I REALLY didn't have any intention of considering the place after stepping inside. And I could have very easily been honest with him about the fact, perhaps even helping him out in the process.
"Um, are you really just going to paint over the cracks in the tub and holes in the wall and crooked shelves in the pantry and closets? Do you really think it's fair to charge $750 a month when the bathroom barely has enough room to contain a sink, a toilet and a broken tub, and the kitchen has one small counter and one cabinet? Why is there only one electrical outlet? This kitchen tile is beyond horrendous with the exception of the paper on the shelves in the pantry."
But instead I made pleasant conversation about when he would be done and thanked him for his time then said I'd be in touch which basically isn't a lie since the end of that sentence is implied to read "if I want the place" which I don't and especially since I didn't really look at him when I said it. They weren't so sure about the pets thing, which I didn't push since I didn't care, though as we were leaving he said "are you definitely keeping your dog?"
Um, yeah. I'd rather live in a cardboard box for free with my dog than accrue more debt by overpaying for your crappy apartment.
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In this case, I'm talking about the guy who's renovating an apartment I looked at yesterday. I didn't really have many intentions in renting the place prior to seeing it, unless it happened to be 1200 sq. feet with all new floors and walls and fixtures. Okay, maybe that's exaggerating. But I REALLY didn't have any intention of considering the place after stepping inside. And I could have very easily been honest with him about the fact, perhaps even helping him out in the process.
"Um, are you really just going to paint over the cracks in the tub and holes in the wall and crooked shelves in the pantry and closets? Do you really think it's fair to charge $750 a month when the bathroom barely has enough room to contain a sink, a toilet and a broken tub, and the kitchen has one small counter and one cabinet? Why is there only one electrical outlet? This kitchen tile is beyond horrendous with the exception of the paper on the shelves in the pantry."
But instead I made pleasant conversation about when he would be done and thanked him for his time then said I'd be in touch which basically isn't a lie since the end of that sentence is implied to read "if I want the place" which I don't and especially since I didn't really look at him when I said it. They weren't so sure about the pets thing, which I didn't push since I didn't care, though as we were leaving he said "are you definitely keeping your dog?"
Um, yeah. I'd rather live in a cardboard box for free with my dog than accrue more debt by overpaying for your crappy apartment.
( dreamsigns and morning rituals )