Reassurances

During the viewing, Phil, the housing officer, must have caught me either staring at the mystery crap stains in the kitchen, or pulling a disgusted face as I accidently touched one, because he assured me the flat would be clean when I moved in.

Like an idiot I believed him, even though with hindsight it seems obvious it wouldn’t be, as it should have been clean when I viewed it.

And as if to confirm he was telling the truth, a man carrying a vacuum cleaner turned up while I was there and said he was going to clean the carpet.