Scared that potential roommate away…
As some of you might know, I’ve opened up one of my bedrooms for rent at my place. I have a post on Roommates.com, which you can’t see without registration. About Wednesday of this week, I get a message from a Joe asking about the place. I sent a reply, asking about him, why does he list Florida as his place of interest, why the sudden change and a bit about himself. Apparently he moves around a lot and was coming into Dallas next. As far as “about himself” he decided to link me his MySpace page (sorry, no link for you).
I looked over the page and I was … well … shocked. This guy is quite on the conservative side. Okay, very much right winged. Yeah, he would have a slight panic attack living under my roof, but I gave him my number anyway. I wanted to gage him based on a phone call and not purely on his MySpace page. Hey, you never know.
Well, he called today and we talked. I told him about the place, and I was as honest and straight forward as I could be. He asked about running the AC; I told him the truth: I run the AC, but keep the place at 80 when I’m home to save on energy — he wasn’t too pleased about that. I told him I was looking for a roommate that was outgoing, somebody to really kick my ass and get me outside more. He wanted a place where he could crash overnight about once or twice a week per month. And of course, I asked him about his MySpace page and how right winged it came out to be. That was his real person. I was straight and told him he wouldn’t work very well in my atmosphere giving my family.
After all that, he still wanted to talk more about the place. So, we decided to set up a time to meet on Monday at a local hamburger joint. So be it from me to stop somebody still interested in seeing the place.
Not 10 minutes after we hang up he calls back. Guess why? You’ve guessed it, he changed hit mind. Well, duh! I could have told him that. I’m glad he did, too. I would have told him no anyway just based on our phone call. It was very obvious this wouldn’t have benefited both of us anymore than financial. I don’t want that. I don’t need a roommate. I’m doing this for myself as much as them.
On with the saga…next up, if you or your girlfriend is allergic to cats, don’t check out a place that has two of them…
