doesn't seem right...

Martin, the landlord, called here today about 1pm to tell us that a friend of his was coming to appraise the house around 3pm today.  Not too much of a notice, but I guess we were ready.  Good thing I was cleaning up the kids' room...it looked like a cyclone hit it.  Back to the phone call--he asked me if the new girl downstairs was moved in, and I told him yup.  He then told me to let her know that they were coming.  I asked him if he would like me to tell the other tenants about this...he said NO--the appraiser wasn't looking at that side, anyway.  Hmmm...sounds strange, since the other side of the house looks like sh*t.

So 3:00 comes, and here's this Jewish guy (friend of Martin) at my door, along with three other people, one of which is a little kid.  They all walk in the house, take a quick look around, and leave.  Huh?  That's it?  Then they go downstairs, and do the same thing.  After that, they ask about the other side, and proceed to go in there, and they start asking questions about the kitchen wall over there (it's caving in, and you can see it from the outside too).  Then they all left.

Little sidenote here: At the last house we were living in, the landlord at one point was going to sell the house, so he had it appraised.  The guy was there for over an hour, measuring and taking pics and such.  However, when potential buyers came to look at it, they just looked around and that was it.  And the appraiser sure as hell didn't bring his kid with him.

Our conclusion?  It wasn't getting appraised--it's already on the market, and the people who were here today were potential buyers.  What's next, who knows.  The next time Martin calls here, however, I'm going to ask him what the hell is going on.  As tenants of this apartment, we have the right to know.  There's four families' livelihoods at stake here, and keeping us in the dark, well, it's not good.  I'll keep you posted as the events unfold.

til next time...=)