Ok, so over the weekend, Mr Taurus and I started our apartment hunt. We're looking to move to Park Slope. The first spot we checked out, the guy showing us the place was all laisez faire and evasive. I was asking questions and he was like "yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course. You want? You want?"
Then I propose the all important "How's the pests?" issue. He blew it off with a wave of the hand blatantly ignoring the baby roach crawling on the wall that perhaps was the catalyst for my question to begin with.
Umm, where there's baby, there be nest nearby. And not our rent checks. Peace!
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