Have you ever gone house-hunting? If yes, then you will easily get the gist I am about to spill. My first and last house hunting experience was insane. I visited seven houses and believe me, those seven houses changed my life.
It all started when my brother insisted that we move to another house, if you have ever had a bad Landlord, no need to ask me why. Our rent needed to be renewed and rather than pay for another year of heartache, we decided to get something better.
I was saddled with this task because I had free time, so I willingly embraced it and I was really looking forward to everyone praising me as the hero who got us into the house we can proudly call home.
Our journey towards something better started with the gigantic house with no occupants. It was a lovely Tuesday morning, I walked into that beautiful building with high hopes until I discovered that the house was empty. I asked the Realtor where everyone was and he told me that there was just one tenant and he had gone to work.
How can a building with six flats have just one tenant, the Realtor claimed the Landlord just listed the place. Suspicious you will say, same thing I said, it’s hard to believe that the Landlord just felt like padlocking the house for no tangible reason.
As the proverb goes, it is crooked wood that shows the best sculptor, I had to be wary and no matter how attractive the building is, I had to ask the right questions and pay attention to my instincts which was screaming run.
So on to the next building. This one even had the Landlord living in the Flat downstairs. He was kind enough to let his wife show me around. The Realtor was their friend; it was easy to figure that one out. The Landlord’s wife showed me the kitchen first with the running water. Then she showed me the rooms and the living room.
When she asked me why I came alone, I told her my brother was too busy to do the house-hunting. She requested for my brothers age which she made me cough out (old women! :), immediately I told her, her next point of emphasis is all the space my brother will have when he gets married and have kids.
After the tour, the landlord himself came out to interview me. Yes, it’s an interview and this one is practically worse than a Job interview. Which church do you attend, where are your parents, what is the name of your pastor, why are you moving from your former house, how long have you been staying there, what do you do, what is your brother’s occupation, is he a professional, what is the name of your village, where did you grow up.
After the question fest, I was exhausted. I called it a day. When my brother heard all the tales I had to tell, he couldn’t stop laughing.
The next day, the Realtor took me to another house which wasn’t so bad and we could have actually chosen that one until I heard, the street is always water logged during rainy season. That one alone is a turn off. We visited about four other houses before I finally made a choice a week later.
No one disputed my choice and eventually I turned out to be a Hero. The key lesson I learnt from my house hunting experience is don’t do it alone, always have a house hunting partner anytime you want to get a new apartment.
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Have you ever gone house hunting or do you have interesting Landlord stories to tell? Use the comments box to spill the tales, it’s fun to share!