I actually have a very nice job as a leasing agent for a large apartment complex. Although its not what I always dreamed of as a child, its not too stressful, I have wonderful coworkers and I get to work with people... However, the thing about working with people, especially so close to their homes, is that you learn that everyone really is crazy and nothing is predictable.
This morning I went into the restroom of the clubhouse on my apartment complex. When I went to wash my hands I noticed that the sink, which is an old free standing basin style without any cabinetry, was loose and rocked away from the wall easily. When I looked underneath the sink to investigate the problem, I found an absolutely ginormous pair of beige granny panties wadded up and jammed between the pipes. How did this get here? Was this the souvenior of an passionate restroom tryst of magnificent-sink-breaking proportions? Did some Brigette Jones girl decide to forgo the giant undies for the tiny thong at the last minute? Or do we have a cross-dressing tenant who hides his "girl's best friend girdle" in a convenient place for a quick change before going out on the town? The possibilities are endless! And that's why this job is so much fun, (I'm trying to look on the brightside here.) You never know what you're going to find.
Life is a brilliant story. Who knows what plot twists are happening all around you at any given moment right?
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