CARL STRIKES AGAIN!

So my mom came and visited me this weekend because I had fall "break" which is really just a four day weekend and we went apartment shopping for next year (yes you have to do it this early its crazy I know). Anyway we were looking at a studio in a house that a professor owned in Collegetown and my mom had already been e-mailing him and set up an appointment. When we meet him he looks at us really weird and asks "where is your son?" to which my mom explained that she doesn't have a son and that she was looking for an apartment for me. So he procedes to show us around this FREAKING GORGEOUS apartment with sloping ceilings and hardwood floors and an amazing claw-foot tub and he keeps saying things like "all the neat people in the building are MEN" and "the MEN are such great tenants" etc.. with a really gay lisp. So we ignored all that and put down the downpayment to his annoyance. He really couldn't do anything about it at that point, I'm just glad that he probably thought my name was Carl from mom's e-mails and so he kept in touch until then! It's also great that even though the landlord is probably a creep he won't be interested in me. I never thought being mistaken for Carl would be such a good thing. That's fate right there sister.

maybe one of you will think this is as funny as i did...