I think we live in flake land. We had five visits lined up yesterday, two were late and three didn't show up at all. We tried something different this weekend, we asked the prospective renters to visit at a convenient time for THEM, and they still don't bother to come. Is it just a pastime like ding dong ditch? Schedule apartment visits and then flake on them? Weird. (In the way discovering a turd in your bed in the morning is weird.)
Would that sunrises would pay the bills. The guy upstairs hasn't paid his rent yet, and with the three empty apartments and flakiness, the fear is all around me looking for a crack in my armor. This usually happens at about three in the morning, when I wake up and upstairs guy decides to do his laundry. My mind swirls with hate and fear and sleep is unreattainable. Today, we have to confront him again.
And that welfare girl? Hey we do have a heart. We set up a time for her to look at the apartment, and you guessed it, she didn't show up. Like Woody Allen said, 90 % of success is showing up.