Dear T—–,
Since Eddie and I listed our downtown condo on Airbnb last year, we’ve hosted all types of people. You have the distinction of being the guest who stayed the longest, and are — by far — the most “interesting.”
I appreciated you coming and staying a while. You helped pay the mortgage on the place when the bookings dried up thanks to the Coronapocalypse.
I definitely feel like I earned your money, even from the first day when you couldn’t find the building (despite me texting you the address three times). Eddie was going to walk down the street and help you with your bags, but you said you had too many.
That was my first clue that you were not planning on staying just the three days you originally booked. And also that you’re not so great at instructions/rules.
I feel like I got to know you really well over the first 48 hours when you sent me 75 texts (I counted). Thanks for letting me know about the various credit cards you like to use, your habit of carrying around $5K in cash, your sleeping habits, your mom’s new restaurant, her birthday, your professionalism and your disdain for the security lady at the front desk.
Near the end of your first booking, we started our stay-extension dance — a dance we repeated four times. I feel like we truly cemented our relationship over the 112 additional texts during your stay.
It’s charming that you developed a pet name for me. I thought the first time was a slip of the fingers, but I became “Bethy” or “Love” for the duration.
I was so amused that I forgave you for locking yourself out three times. But I’m having trouble forgiving you for not returning the keys and parking pass.
To be honest, I didn’t know what to expect when you finally did check out. Let me tell you: I have an active imagination and had concocted various scenarios.
However, it was cleaner than I expected. I could have done without the weird, greasy residue on every surface, though.
Let me know when you want to come pick up your bong.
Also, thanks for the review. Maybe I should start a dating service too.
When I read the title I thought of “host” as in a host to parasites. I wasn’t wrong. 😀
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You were not wrong at all. Total texts: 187!
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Dear Bethy, I couldn’t love this more.
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Dear Richie: Don’t get ideas.
😉
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