Potential tenant:
It's just me and wife. Me: any dogs, I allow dogs. Tenant Reluctantly: we have a Chihuahua/Weiner dog mix. Me: OK, I have a pitbull and I really like those dogs.
Prospect: Well, we have a pitbull too. Me; Any others? Tenant: Well yes, we have a third dog too. Me: How many people? Well it's me and wife --- and her brother, his girlfriend and a kid.
At this point I decided not to ask how many dogs they had in addition to his.
Me:I'll have to get back to you on this as the place needs some work first.
Prospect: I'm a contractor and I can fix it for credit. Me: How old are you? Tenant: 25
Me; Where are your tools? Prospect; In storage. Me: I'll need to stop by a couple of your jobs in progress and see how they are going? Prospect: Works slow right now, it's winter. Me: Where are you staying now? Prospect: We're all in a motel.
Me: If there are no jobs in progress, how are you paying for the motel? Prospect: I'm driving for door dash and making $200 a day doing that plus both me and wife are on disability.
Me: I'll have to get back to you on this, there are still a few things I need to do first.
And the following is the truth: As we left the place he moved quickly to his beat up truck and left in a hurry without saying another word and has not called back to see how it's going. Through a friend, that knows him the friend said the wife decided the place would not work for them.
--97.85.x.xx