Tammam and I moved out yesterday. The night before we talked to our landlady, and things got a little heated. By that, I mean that she personally insulted Tammam several times, started yelling, demanded a raise in our rent above what she previously demanded, and wanted more for a security deposit. It was a very uncomfortable hour-long talk. It ended with, "Pay up or get out" as the conveyed message.
So we packed up, canceled classes, and moved out. All that really means is that we looked at apartments while all of our stuff was sitting in our friends' houses in our same building. And we did this secretly, so that we could leave at any time should our landlady try to go nuts on us again.
Well, I wanted John to leave here feeling the best he could about a bad situation, and he wanted to talk to her, so we went. In the most unpredictable turn of events, she reversed every single decision that she had made the night before and couldn't have been more reasonable with us. It was unbelievable. And she offered us chocolates, too.
And so now we're back. Home sweet home.
What a crazy 24 hours.
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Dude, that woman is crazy. Feeha jinn!
ReplyDeleteIt's called a bluff. She had one, and you called it.
ReplyDeleteFeeha jinn, for reals.
ReplyDeleteWell, since she didn't know we were leaving, I'm not sure that she was bluffing. She didn't expect to lose anything from this at all. I honestly think she might be chemically imbalanced; bi-polar or something.