And, after the long day of waiting and the face to face facebook interview, she wanted me to drive up and look at the place again in morning.
Which I do.
Her son, he has no idea I'm coming, why I'm there, so I let him talk to her for a few minutes on the phone. I can hear his frustration, even to him she's a nightmare, finally he uses the "my phone is dead" excuse and bails on the call. Now she's calling me. I've brought the agreement? Yes...Now she just wants to add some caveats...that I won't smoke indoors (fine), that I'll mow the grass (it's coming into winter!!), sure, and so I'll shovel the snow as well, and I'll pay the utilities for the whole house just in case she can't find tenants for upstairs...
The price listed was $850, add in the utilities - , now $1300-$1400. Hmmmm.
But she's not done.
If she can't find upstairs tenants I can be her air b-n-b landlord, renting out the place upstairs, showing it, tidying it up afterwards...
...Oh, and did I want her to leave the furniture in the basement? And how much extra am I willing to pay for it?
I don't, furniture is cheap, I have my own.
....Oh, well, then, she'll need a deposit to pay the tradespeople to take it out of the suite, - and, of course, I'll have to pay storage on it as well...
It's fucking crazy, these Kootenay landlords, and somehow you're knowingly making a deal with the devil and they always find a way to make it worse...
I leave, I get a bunch of texts, a tear-felt apology left on my voicemail, she shouldn't have asked me not to smoke in the apartment...