Tweet In July, I rented a cute little room from an older couple here in Accra. Now that my lease is up, I am moving onto greener and better pastures, aka, my own home. I first broke the news to them when they got home a few weeks ago so they could rent the room again.
However, now I am starting to regret that decision. Allowing them to show the room with me still staying here has been disastrous. Although, I don't mind them showing the room, I do mind how inconsiderate they are. At first it was ok, but well, the other day it just all fell apart.
Thursday night I went out with a friend and had a ball. I come back home at 4 am, expecting to sleep until at least 10. So when my landlady called me at 7:30 am, I didn't answer the phone. Then about 30 minutes later, there is a knock at my door. I call out and say yes, she then responds, telling me that someone is coming to look at the room at 8:30 am. Mind you the door is still closed, because I have a general rule; if I am not expecting you, I don't answer the door. Room rules are no different from my house rules. In fact, if I had an on hand soundtrack, I would have played Outkast for her, "I'll call before I come, I just won't pop up over out the blueeee. I hope that you do too"
This disturbed me for two reasons, 1) you don't have the right to tell someone they can look at my living space without telling me and 2) Why the hell are you knocking on my door when I didn't answer the phone. Needless to say, I was even more enraged when she came back about 30 minutes later and said the girl wanted to come in the afternoon. She stood there feebly asking if I wanted to talk to the girl to tell her a time that worked. I told her after three was fine and promptly shut the door. As I climbed back into bed, I thanked God, that I had found him years ago or else this little old woman might have been cussed out.
So when she called me today to show the room, I politely complied and came home. I thought about straightening up a little, but I thought why. This is what you get, with short notice. A few minutes later, she knocks on my door, I say I am coming and then she opens my door. You are thinking what I am thinking, "This bleep has lost her mind." I let the woman look around and she asked when I could move.
Of course, greedy granny was in the corner with dollar signs in her eyes and was like" Oh I am sure it can be soon, you are house sitting around the corner." 1) What does this have to do with me moving into my new place, you really dont expect me to move my stuff twice in one week and 2) Did you forget I have paid rent until Jan 1 not to mention, DSTV? I politely responded it would definitely be after Christmas, maybe about the 28th.
So as the woman left, I decided I would let them know next week, that I wont be leaving until the 30th. After all, why should I be inconvenienced any further.
Until Next Time. Smooches.