An unexpected visit.

So I ‘d never met out landlord before and to be honest never really expected too either.

Yet yesterday while I was washing the dishes there was a ring at the door, but since I wasn’t expecting anyone I ignored it thinking that it was just another salesman. But the person was persistent and kept ringing the bell, so after the third ring I decided to go an answer it.

The moment I opened the door a hand was inches from me, I jumped but soon realised that the stranger wanted to shake my hand, so as you do I responded appropriately. Just as I was about to say “Goedemiddag, hoe kan ik u helpen?” when upon grasping my hand I was blasted by a loud and excitable sounding voice saying “HI, I’M YOUR LANDLORD. MAY I ACCESS STUFF I LEFT IN THE GARDEN SHED”.

Slightly concerned by the shouting man standing mere inches from me, I asked if I could see some ID (knowing my landlords name from all the mail that had arrived for him over the last month) He promptly provided it. Satisfied I invited both him and his Wife // I’m guessing here, could’ve been his sister for all I know // and offered them some tea, they seemed disappointed that I didn’t have coffee and rejected the offer politely.

An hour later, they where done in the shed, thanked me for my time, offered to deduct the cost of any maintenance or modifications I had done to the property from the rent, took their mail that I had collected and then they where gone.

I felt like I’d just been through airport security, trying to get processed as quickly and efficiently as possible, trying to please and yet at the same time being slightly intimidated.

Trying to get my head around the unexpected flash visit I made a cup of tea and sat down.

Is this what renting privately is like? Landlords who keep their stuff in the garden shed and turn up unannounced to collect things as it pleases them?

If I was the dramatic sort I’d say I felt raped by the sudden unexpected and uninvited visit – Thankfully I’m not the dramatic sort, or am I?

Still life is always full of excitement when you least expect it.

Sorry for the lack of updates recently, I’ve not really had much to talk about, I’ll try to be more exciting and do something interesting, like maybe my uni coursework… // Wait I just said interesting normal people don’t find university mathematics interesting // I’m sure something blog worthy will happen.

Speak soon,

Tim.

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2 Responses to “An unexpected visit.”
  1. Alex says:

    I guess if you were a native, (as oppossed to an “allochtoon”), either they would not dare come unannounced , or if they did, you would consider it perfectly normal, in no way rude, to reject the visit, and shut the door on their face. Just a guess 🙂

    • I imagine you are right, maybe he’ll just show-up on the doorstep of certain Dutch royals for the same reason? // now that would be funny! //

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