real estate 101
i'm sitting outside in the cold wearing no shoes while a realtor shows a couple our house. they came out to see the back yard, and asked me why there are ropes tied to the pine tree next to the garage. i don't appreciate having to explain my father's many idiosyncrasies to strangers.
"...is the tree leaning?"
"my dad does radio work, there's a ladder bound to that tree so that he could climb up to work on an antenna. the tree is fine."
"oh, so that's why there are antennas on the roof?"
no, you idiot, we actually thought tying a rope around the trunk of a huge fucking tree and securing it to a rickety iron gate would keep the tree from falling on our garage.
what the hell.
"...is the tree leaning?"
"my dad does radio work, there's a ladder bound to that tree so that he could climb up to work on an antenna. the tree is fine."
"oh, so that's why there are antennas on the roof?"
no, you idiot, we actually thought tying a rope around the trunk of a huge fucking tree and securing it to a rickety iron gate would keep the tree from falling on our garage.
what the hell.