Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Houseviewing Hell.

It's reached that point in the year where those who need houses for next year have begun their search for the perfect student accommodation and this tends to mean that our daily life has become peppered with groups knocking on our front door to have the chance to have a look around our somewhat messy student house. Today I'm writing an open letter to these people, just so they realise that they aren't in fact walking into the home of animals and that a little bit of respect goes a long way.
The neatest part of my room.

Dear Students who come to view our student house,

Firstly, when I ran to the door and swung it open I thought I was going to be faced with a nice hot curry that I had been waiting for all day, not a group on rather nervous students who then asked to look around our house. I know that I may have been in my pajamas and totally ready to bed down for the night - which I was - but there was no need to look with me with the look usually reserved for those who tend to need additional help in life.

Secondly, yes our house was a mess. Think of it as the authentic student experience because I can guarantee that when the deadlines hit you and you also work a couple of days a week, hoovering will never happen and you'll be lucky if you manage to keep on top of the washing... In our defence, we hadn't been warned to expect you and so it was a miracle that no-one was naked and that there were no pants on display.

Thirdly and finally, the house isn't perfect. It is cold, there are marks on the walls and small amount of mould in the bathroom but it is our house. Please refrain from being snide and horrible. Our landlord is brilliant and ourhouse and home works perfectly for us and our mish-mashed family. Respect that and we'll have all the time in the day to answer your questions and show you around...

Yours Gratefully

A tired third year house tenant.

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