Please note, the ugly room pictured is his, not mine. Trust me, my taste in decor is more exquisite and refined than the maritime colors and plaque collection he has chosen. Tee hee.
You might also note that I stretched the truth just a little bit.
First off, I called him a "professional." If this means he gets up every morning, puts on a suit and ventures off to a place of business, well then, it's not a lie. If this, however, in any way signifies that he's bringin' home the bacon, well then, ummm, no.
"Laid back." Okay, so the term was used loosely. And by "loosely," I mean that if there is a watermark on the glass table or a phone charger in the kitchen, you better sleep with one eye open. No joke.
Pictures. Maybe it would've been more satisfying (yet a hinderance to my ultimate goal) to instead include the following pictures:
I should also reiterate that the room comes unfurnished, i.e. You won't get stuck with the following items upon moving in:
And the clencher? This beauty:
Good thing my judgment got the best of me. If I would have posted these, I wouldn't have been so lucky as to show the place to the 3 poor, unknowing saps I met yesterday. I feel bad doing this to them, but better them than me, you know?