Property Grunt

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Report from the open house front

Dead again folks. Traffic was light and buyers were still playing chicken waiting for the bottom to drop. Pretty much dullsville however I did have a memorable moment of the day since it was the most creepiest.

I was having problem sgetting into to one of the apartments and as I was awaiting access I enjoyed the jazz music coming out of the apartment across the hallway. All of a sudden I heard a loud slap from the same apartment which was followed by a low guttural moan. I was like "Ooookaay." A couple of minutes later I heard a "Oh baby."

Not wishing to hear another happy ending, I quickly vacated the hallway and went straight to the lobby.

I don't need to know. I don't want to know.