My landlord texted. We've got someone viewing the spare room on Wednesday. Can I show him round? Yes, of course I can.
"Super thanks DTRMCR. I might bring a lamp round to brighten up the room and make it more appealing."
What? How about a carpet instead. Or a decent bed. He's putting a lot of faith in the quality of this lamp. Unless the lamp is a pretty fucking special lamp, his faith is sadly misplaced.
I marvel at how his tiny mind works.
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