Every now and then, we get a request so poetic, so enchanting, we momentarily forget we work in property management and not a medieval court.
Enter: a homeowner channeling their inner Shakespeare to grant their tenants permission to paint. But not just a quick “sure, go ahead.” No, no. This was a full scroll-worthy proclamation—complete with blessings, beseechings, and a warning to protect the sacred textile known in ancient tongue as... ye carpet.
It was equal parts Renaissance Faire and home improvement memo, and honestly? We lived for it. We may manage homes, but sometimes, we’re just humble messengers delivering royal decrees.
So paint thy chambers, noble tenants. But stain not the fibers of the floor, or suffer the wrath of thine deposit.
Some send emails. Others send scrolls.
