Sunday, April 26, 2009

Stolen Staging

Who did it? Who?

Who pocketed that dainty round bar of soap – still in its pleated paper wrapper? I’ll admit it was pretty as a piece of candy. That’s why I put it there: in the clean white soap dish, next to the glass of cotton balls, beside the fluffy white towels, atop the shiny marble counter top, in my master bathroom.

Twenty years of doing open houses and never has a client reported a theft. Then today, in my own home, in my own bathroom! A kleptomaniac strikes.

They didn’t take the prescription drugs or the jewelry or the painted decorative box or the cell-phone charger tucked hurriedly in a drawer next to the toothpaste. Only that cute cake of soap.

Whoever you are: Bring me a full-price offer on the house and all is forgiven!

1 comment:

  1. good thing you didn't leave that loaded .38 snubnose down in the basement, huh.