Survivor - Ontario
Q and I decided to embark on one of many trips away from Toronto to look for a cottage. We want something on the water (or close to it) and if not, then a secluded log cabin or a vacant piece of land to build one. On Friday I got all excited about this one that was listed for $29,900. It was too good to be true, but I had to find out about it anyways so I left the agent a message. She called me a little while later and said that it was a typo - she forgot a zero. She then had no interest in talking to me further. Didn't ask what I was looking for, or offer to take my info or anything. What a bitch.
We spent Saturday touring around Lake Scugogg, then Sunday in the Kawartha lakes region - which is much nicer. We did meet some nice agents who were actually interested in selling properties. It amazes me how some people in the sales business can be so quick to push away a potential client. The Bitch had no idea what we were looking for, or even what we were willing to spend.
We didn't find our dream home, but here are some things we did see:
- Retardedly priced homes
- Some very nice retardedly priced homes
- Beautiful views
- A guinea hen
- A chicken that crossed the road
- A wild boar
- Rednecks
- Cute rednecks we'd like to corrupt - ("Have another beer - don't worry, as long as we don't kiss then you're not gay. Thaaaaaats it....")
- Missing teeth (I guess that falls under things that we didn't see)
- Sally Struther's twin sister
- Sally Struther's twin brother on a small, barely visible motorcycle that looked like it was going to collapse and was defying the laws of physics by not compressing into antimatter from the sheer weight.
- 3 cemetaries
- Bible Camp!!!
- Fat, shirtless men sitting on porches
- Redneck restaurant with a classic car motif and patio funiture inside for fine dining. The food was very good though
- A spoiled brat on her cell phone who didn't want to go to the races because it might rain and she didn't want to pay the money to get in if it's raining, so she just wasn't going unless daddy paid for the ticket. Daddy finally caved and she agreed to bring him a case of Coors and and carton of smokes.
- A comb-over that had fallen over the wrong way
- cars on cinder blocks
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