Setting: An immaculate, cozy living room in Brookfield, Connecticut. (A tree-house condominium, close to...well, everything! One bedroom and office/den/dining room, in a park-like setting at a RIDICULOUSLY inexpensive price.)
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ME: (states calmly) "Of course, I look forward to meeting you Ms. Maisey." (Internally Panicking), "SHOOT. DARN."(This is G rated screen play) "SHOOT. DARN!" I have about seven minutes, I figure.
Quick, Lysol the bathroom. Dust with the shirt that's draped over a chair. Scoop the cat litter. Straighten the bedding. Spray lavender&vanilla Febreeze. Light a scented candle. (Fortunately, I have O.C.D. so the place is...immaculate.) TWO HOURS later. (Phoney smile)
ME: "Welcome! I'll leave you to look. Feel free to ask any questions you may have." CLIENT: "What a gorgeous cat! Is she friendly?" (Sits down with Leah on her lap) "I've had six cats...blah, blah, blah." REALTOR: "You have this nicely decorated."
ME: "Thank you, may I show you both around?"
CLIENT: "No thanks, I'm just fine with Leah."
Setting: An immaculate, cozy bedroom in Brookfield, Connecticut. ( A tree-house condominium, close to...well, everything,...)
REALTOR: "Hello, this is Joe Maisey from Daisy Shmoe Realty. Can I show your home NOW?"
ME: "Blah, blah, blah." Lysol, Febreeze, candle, bathroom, dust.
TWO HOURS later. (Phoney smile) "Welcome...blah,blah blah."
CLIENT: "Oh!" ( Sees Phoebe as he enters, turns and walks away)
Setting: An immaculate, cozy deck in Brookfield, Connecticut. ( A tree-house...)
REALTOR. "Hello, this is Maisey Shmoe..."
ME: "Blah, blah, blah." Shirt, spray, light, wipe...
TWO HOURS later.
CLIENT: "You have cats? My husband is allergic, terrified, seizure-ish,and apoplectic." (Leaves)
Setting: A fish bowl in Brookfield,...
