…so it’s time for Friday Fictioneers!
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A luxury residency the agent called it as he strutted around clipboard in hand, me in tow.
“Look at that, look at this, look up here, look out there!”
I obediently looked at that, this, here, and out there. It was an, erm, interesting view!
“A pontist’s dream” he gushed pointing at the bridges spanning the river.
“A what-ist?” I asked. He ignored me and continued.
”This room’s lovely, that one’s spacious, this one’s…”. I could hardly keep up!
“Isn’t it wonderful?” he bellowed.
“It’s not for me”, I muttered, looking for the door.
Was it that door or this door…
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Roger Bultot for another window picture – he offered us a different window on February 1st 2017, and the story I wrote then is right HERE!
Not your cup of tea
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The kitchen was not suited to my tea-making requirements!
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Lol!
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He was so enthusiastic. I happen to be knowledgeable enough about romance languages to take for granted that a pontist must be a fan of bridges?
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I do believe that pont est le français pour le bridge, though I could be mauvais!
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Certainly is. Le pont. Here pont suspendu. Like le pont suspendu de Tancarville near Le Havre.
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I had not heard the word ‘pontist’ before. Thank you for the introduction.
Modest accommodations trumps lavish digs anyday in my thinking.👍
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I asked Googley if there was a word for a bridge enthusiastic and there it was! With you digs-wise.
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Awesomeness 👌
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Don’t blame you. A view like that I’d pass up, too.
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I’ll stick to what I’ve got!
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🙂
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Pontist!
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That’s him!
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A friend once tried to wrangle me into her real estate business, saying I’d make a fortune in commissions. Unless you’re wired for that type of high-pressured selling job, similar to a slick car salesperson, it’s not enviable work. I turned her down and never regretted my decision. But who knows? Every salesperson needs to be a bit of a storyteller, don’t you think?
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Funny you should mention this because most of my working life involved selling, from cars to kitchens! I also got involved in sales training and wrote several papers on The Art of Selling. Perhaps that explains why I’m now a storyteller!
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Now that’s a coincidence! I did get involved in selling cosmetics for a while but it’s just not the line of work I enjoy. Too stressful. I’d rather write about it than do to!
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Glad you didn’t give in to the marketing glib.
Pontist, hmmmm my vocab has been enriched today. 🙂
Happy December, Keith.
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Great to see you back Natasha! I’m not sure how useful you’ll find your newly acquired word though!
*Loved your pictures of Istanbul.
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Thanks for the little tips re Turkey. 😊
Guess what Van Gogh experience is coming to India !!!!!
🥹☺️☺️
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I really hope you get that you see it, it’s simply amazing to find yourself right inside his paintings!
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poor chap, his charms and glibness didn’t work. but i commend him for trying. 🙂
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Better luck next time! Cheers plaridel.
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I don’t know. The pontists might be onto something. It might be nice to look out one’s window and know how traffic is going to be.
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A very good point!
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Pontist was a lovely touch
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Thanks Neil.
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A well communicated scene of two distinct people!
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From different sides of the river!
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Ha so well described I could visualise you tripping after him – I think I may be a bit of a pontist but usually the ancient type 🙂
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I assume you don’t mean you are an ancient pontist!
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haha – wasn’t thinking that way…. but I am getting there!! 🙂
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Somewhere in my dark and dank memory, this excellent and well planned story seems true to my experience. I like how you told this one, Keith. 🙂
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Intriguing! Now I’m wondering which side you were on!
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🙂 Wonder on, Keith.
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Thank you Keith for this and the stardust from your 2017 fairy.
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Thanks for visiting both of my tales Susan!
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Luxury is not for everyone!
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Very true Iain!
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The luxury residency seems a bit overwhelming. Sometimes it’s just too much. Hopefully, he can find his way out.
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I hope so too, it wouldn’t suit me!
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Trapped! Of course the door dilemma is strategy. You’ll only find your way out when you sign the contract. Great fun.
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An astute salesperson!
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Haha! He’ll be walking into a closet won’t he?
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…and then have trouble finding the way out!
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I guess changing the way you look at this and that, isn’t making this or that change. 😁
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Erm…oh yes, I see what you mean!
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I really dislike pushy salespeople. Fun story!
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Thanks so much. You wouldn’t have liked me a few years ago! Been there, done that, spent the commission!
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Me too, back in the day!
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Dear Keith,
The realtor’s quite the salesman, isn’t he? As frantic as he is to make the sale, I have to wonder what’s really wrong with the place. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I guess we have our own idea of what makes a perfect place!
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Do they really think if they whiz you around from room to room you’ll be dizzy enough to sign?
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That kind of pushy exuberance can begin to grate in a very short amount of time. I always preferred to look at homes alone or with a loved one, not the one out to make the commission.
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