First impressions are everything, and he was as
welcoming as anyone could be. We met at the architect’s poorly lit office, and
while The Developer was talkative and forthcoming, the latter was tired looking,
zoned out on his computer while we made the introductions.
I was on my own that day, for some reason
nervous as if I was going into an interview. I had never dealt directly with a
developer before. Any proposed changes and questions were memorized and
rehearsed beforehand to make sure I didn’t miss anything. We wanted to make
sure we could get exactly what we wanted.
The Developer was like one of those cliché secondhand
car salesmen you see on TV. Confident, boasting about past projects, showing
me pictures on his phone about ongoing ones. Changes to the layout? “Yes of
course, these are minor things. Hey, Perit, this guy did his homework! You
should get him to join you!”. I gave him half a chuckle, pretending that the patronizing
wasn’t painfully obvious, while also acting like I was listening to him babble
on about his works. I just wanted to get my answers.
The main question was, of course, when was the
property going to be built.
“What do you say, Perit, March [2022]? April?
It shouldn’t take long, we’ll get there.” Alright then, we’d just need the
architect to lodge an application for the minor amendments and, once done, we’ll
proceed with the promise of sale.
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