Year of the rat: a haiku tale and a letter (or two)
Rat man calls; he saysHe needs 2 Gs to rid me
of newest tenants.
Dear Mastercard folks:
What do you mean, I can't use
twice credit limit?
Dear tenants: I need
for you to live with rodents
for just a short while.
Dear George W:
Send that f*&%ing refund check.
Your only good deed.
Labels: debtors prison, household management, poetic stylings
3 Comments:
Only you could convey the all of the emotions of your current situation in a set of haiku. Brilliant, although I'm sorry about the crap (so to speak) you're dealing with.
Ditto Snickollet.
Also, I am about to become a tenant, and I solemnly pledge and swear to call my landlady the moment something even thinks about beginning to go wrong, remembering your plight as I do so.
Dear Anon,
thank you for the kind words (and thanks to Snick, too, but she knows how I value her comments). Just be sure your landlady is the kind who actually wants to know about such things; I do know of those who prefer ignorance and who raise the rent for what they consider "nuisance" calls...It's just that I go out of my way to tell my tenants that this rental was my home, where I spent the best years of my life, and that I *want* to take care of it. I also specify that I was not able to make such repairs while I lived there, but that now I will. AND I assure them that I will not unjustly raise their rent (my ranting here aside--I may raise theirs when the lease is up, but only because I underpriced it when they moved in) because they help me by alerting me to problems that have been a long time coming.
I have much more experience in being a tenant than a landlord, and I do know that there are all kinds of people in both positions!
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