Since the great house hunt has begun to find an abode equidistant from hubby’s and self’s office, given that we now work at two opposite corners of the city, currently the property dealer is the Diva’s best friend. The ensuing interactions would have provided much merriment had the situation not been so grim ( current landlord having been served notice without any new landlord in sight).
They will say anything, ANYTHING, to chipkao a house to you.
I have seen about 20 houses already. They just don’t get what I want. One lured me during office hours to see a sea facing flat. ( ‘Sea Facing?’ spluttered hubby, swallowing great, big chuckles. ‘Baby, you are aware of our budget, na?’). I still went to see the house. Trust me, I will have nightmares for 2 weeks, atleast. Of course there was the sea, well the Bandra creek to be more precise. But please do not ask me about the house itself. Well, since you are insisting let me tell you. A lizard infested lobby, a creaking lift, seepage……BUT, ‘It’s sea facing, madam’!!!!
Gah! I need strength.