Saturday Night

7:30 pm
My Shoebox

"BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!"

Me: Hmm... the last time I heard a knock like that it was my first morning in my shoebox and the angry landlord/garbage inspector from downstairs barged into my bathroom, turned on the tap and was soaked by the shower head. Who could this be and what could I possibly have done wrong this time?

"BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!"

Me: I guess I should at least check who it is.

Outside: Three Korean women.

Me: What on Earth could they possibly want with me on a Saturday night?

Me: Hestitantly open the door.

The 3 Korean women: "koreankoreankoreankoreankorean..."

Me: "Um, what?"

The 3 Korean women: "Room. See."

Me: Riiiiiiiiiiiiight. I should have expected this. D told me he would be looking to rent my place. Though I specifically and very clearly told him to call me with any news I am not at all surprised by this surprise visit.

Me: "Ok"

Three strangers enter to judge my shoebox.

Awkwardness.

The three strangers leave.

Me: Immediately dial D.

D: "Hello?"

Me: "....!.....?...... tell me .......!.......?..... strangers! ..........?!.... when....!.....?... move out!?.....MY MONEY?!?"

D: "Um, yes, uh, 3 or 4 days you move out."

Me: !?!?!?!?!??!

Me: !?!.... MY MONEY???

D: Yes. Wednesday.

Me: Total shock/muted happiness. Hallelulia I'm getting paid!
@^#%$ I need to move in 4 days???

Me: "Ok. Good. I want my money before moving. Bye"