I have been fantasizing about slapping this rude-assed bi-yatch across the face since 6:11 p.m.
Friday night: 6:10 p.m. My doorbell rings.
I answer the door and a woman is standing on my front porch, holding a flyer from my FSBO flyer box. On the sidewalk in front of the house are two guys, each holding a flyer. OK. So I'm now down three color flyers. Whatever.
I open the door. And say "Hi???"
And this woman says:
"We were interested in your house, but never mind. It's too expensive."
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
Rude No. 1 - three flyers? do you really need three?
Rude No. 2 - ringing my doorbell at 6 pm? how about a phone call if you're interested in seeing the house. you know, call the phone number on the flyer (which you have three copies of) right under where it says SHOWN BY APPOINTMENT ONLY.
Rude No 3 - NEVER MIND? OMFG.
I said "OK" and shut the door.
And spent the rest of the night BROODING over this obnoxious woman who had the balls to climb my steps and ring my doorbell unannounced, interrupt my family's evening, to let me know that she can't fucking afford my house.
It's 11 p.m. and I'm still not over it.
PS: Tim accused me of overreacting. Seriously? There is no reaction to large for this. Maybe the part where I wished for her car to explode as she drove away was a tad over the top. But a tad, at best.
PSS: When Tim realized I was not getting over this anytime soon, right after I finished screaming at him YOU'RE EITHER WITH ME, OR AGAINST ME, he then tried to fake *outrage*. But he totally could not pull it off.