I just got back from a meeting with some renters for a move out checklist review where we had gone through the house this morning itemizing stuff they needed to do before they could get any deposit back.
Everything looked normal wear and tear. Or so I thought.
We went back this afternoon to check on cleanup progress and Virginia noticed the front door mat laying behind the door inside the house.
We looked under the mat and there was a huge hole in my Home Depot special markdown price Moroccan Arrowwheat Berbar carpet all the way to the slab!
I almost blew a head gasket! I was sick because they aint got enough deposit to pay for that and that mean it's gonna be my nickle.
That means less money available for gas, corn, arrows and some new fancy
cammiflage.
You know, important things!
That means I'll miss this rent cycle and that puts me in the labor day rent cycle which is the start of dove season and then deer season comming up.
How can I daydream all day about the monster buck I'm gonna stick on opening day when I have to actually work?
When I settled down I got the guy on the phone and after a long silence he finally said the dog ate the carpet.
Hum? All I could do was believe him since it happened one before in another house.
How about buying the dog a chew toy!
Thanks folks for letting me rant. It's poco papas compaired to you guys swimming under Dolly but I do feel much better.
Everything looked normal wear and tear. Or so I thought.
We went back this afternoon to check on cleanup progress and Virginia noticed the front door mat laying behind the door inside the house.
We looked under the mat and there was a huge hole in my Home Depot special markdown price Moroccan Arrowwheat Berbar carpet all the way to the slab!
I almost blew a head gasket! I was sick because they aint got enough deposit to pay for that and that mean it's gonna be my nickle.
That means less money available for gas, corn, arrows and some new fancy
cammiflage.
You know, important things!
That means I'll miss this rent cycle and that puts me in the labor day rent cycle which is the start of dove season and then deer season comming up.
How can I daydream all day about the monster buck I'm gonna stick on opening day when I have to actually work?
When I settled down I got the guy on the phone and after a long silence he finally said the dog ate the carpet.
Hum? All I could do was believe him since it happened one before in another house.
How about buying the dog a chew toy!
Thanks folks for letting me rant. It's poco papas compaired to you guys swimming under Dolly but I do feel much better.
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