Remember the other day, when I told you the story about the fan in our bathroom, and how I emailed the real estate agent a really long story about why it was so horrible that the fan didn’t work?
Yes, well now I feel a bit bad about that.
Someone came to fix that annoying fan. Well, to put a new one in. It took him all of 10 minutes, but I was quite annoyed at him for showing up at 3 when he was supposed to come no earlier than 3:30. Both kids were asleep, and guess what? His knocking woke Hannah up (she was asleep on the couch). My face must have betrayed my courtesies, because one look at me when I opened the door, and he got all funny, looking at his watch and asking if he was early. Yes, waking a napping child is pretty much the end of the world. You should know that by now.
Later that evening, there was a knock at the door. I opened it and found the real estate agent standing there. Oh. Crap. For a moment, my heart did flips as I thought about her handing me an eviction notice for my obnoxious email and possible rudeness to the electrician.
“I just wanted to make sure the electrician came to fix your fan today.”
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“Yeah, he did.” I said, still wondering if we were going to be kicked out.
“That’s good, sometimes he just doesn’t show up. Oh, and that was the best email ever by the way. I got it while I was waiting for people to show up for a house inspection. It made my day.”
My intestines unknotted and my heart stopped doing flips.
Relief sigh. “Oh good, I’m glad, because that could have gone either way…”
“It was hilarious, and you didn’t write ‘I seen that, or I done that’ at all. I can’t tell you how many emails a day I get that say that.”
“Well, this is Penrith.” And that’s when I realised that any number of my chain-smoking neighbours in my apartment complex could have heard that comment, and/or any of the people in the housing commission next door. The ones whom I often hear screaming obscenities at each other and then get a visit from the cops. Sigh.
I’m just going to go lock my doors now.
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Also, I’m finally finished retouching the photos from the wedding I was the photographer at. So, I’ll have a bit more blogging time now. Here is the very last photo I took:
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