I was once, for a very short while, a landlord. I hated it.
The worst part of about it (and there are many bad parts to being a landlord, in my opinion) was wondering if the tenant would get around to writing me a rent check. More than once, in only the space of about 18 months, the tenant decided making a “midnight move” was preferable to payment.
I hated being a landlord.
And that gets me to news that the City of Albuquerque has received word that the Feds will cough up the $75 million they owe. Hurrah! but Hurrah! in that way I used to feel when the rent check did come.
Aren’t they supposed to pay? Didn’t they promise to pay the $75 million? What kind of sleazebags are we dealing with if we get excited about them doing something, as Chris Rock once famously said over and over, they’re supposed to do.
But I don’t want to be a party pooper, so…
Whoo-hoo! We got paid! Whoo-hoo! Par-Tay! Whoo-hoo!!!!!
