My karma for the day
Perhaps by posting it here, I will get rid of the black cloud hanging over my head.
As I walk by an office building in my neighborhood that says "Office Available" out front, I decide to investigate. First I come across the painters who don’t speak any English. No problem, they point me upstairs. I go up and see a man, quite possibly of Pakistani descent.
Me: "Excuse me, do you know who owns this building?"
Man: "No, we’re just visiting."
Me: "I’m interested in the space downstairs. Can you tell me who you pay rent to?"
Man: "No, we’re just visiting."
Me: (I’m looking in at a full office with desks and laptops) "But, those people have desks and laptops, they would know."
Man: "No they don’t. I’m very busy, please go ask someone downstairs."
Me: "You realize you’re being very rude?" (really witty response, I know)
Man: "I don’t know anything, I’m sorry."
The space was too big for just me anyway.
Jackass.