In the realm of Corporate Housing, one often encounters these things called ‘Leasing Agents,’ or as we call them, ‘fembots,’ or ‘the apocaplypse personified,’ or ‘Lucifer in a Sweater Set.’
We’re dealing with a particularly nasty one this week in Long Island city. Someone definitely peed on her Luna Bar. When Aaron went to friendly-ly greet her in person last week, his goodnature and charm were greeted by frigidty.
Sometimes, people are people, i.e., humans. And sometimes they are robots.
Bekah: Did you meet that leasing consultant girl?
Aaron: She’s all business, man.
Bekah: Did you guys make out?
Aaron: She makes out with rattlesnakes. And then turns them into boots.