"You want me to show you the what in the where now?"
A funny thing happened as I was making some floating enquiries today with a few of the local apartment towers. Nothing substancial regarding the enquiries, at least for the moment, but it's always good to get a feel on the market as you dare to make your great escape into independence...again. Especially important for me is knowing what apartments would accept both me and my Shih-tzu puppy, Shady. We're sort of a 2-for-1 deal. You can't have one without the other, and we go together like bacon and eggs...or else green eggs and ham.
So I call the first phone number on my list of potential apartment complexes. The conversation roughly goes as follows:
Me: "Hello, I would like to make some enquiries about the apartments available in your complex."
Cheerful young lass: [laughter!] "Well, if I actually owned any apartments, I'd be happy to help you out!"
Me: [eyebrow twitch!] "Okaaaaay...I'm guessing this isn't the number for reaching the superintendant's office."
After a brief exchange and banter, I discovered that the number I had copied down from the sign outside the apartment tower was in fact right. The number being displayed on the sign in front of the tower, however, was thoroughly and totally wrong. At this very minute, they might be wondering why no new applicants have been asking about the apartments....
In other news, I have discovered that my new favourite song is the curiously infectious, peculiar yet effective, violin-and-punk
Everywhere, performed by the band Yellowcard. You might know this song. Pop singer Michelle Branch recently did a softer cover version of their song. I'll stick with Yellowcard's rendition, thanks.
Today's Lesson: Proofread, proofread, proofread!!!
posted by Phillip at 3:44 PM
