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cimoreneIt's waxjism's family Christmas this year.
One brother and his family are coming from 5 hours away for 5 days and bringing their two teenage kittens, but our house is still Divided in Cat Divorce so they booked a local AirBnB in mid-November.
We knew they were driving down yesterday, but I was kinda expecting to see them like, at dinnertime, after Wax got off work at six.
But there was a knock on the door at 5 o'clock. "Do you have someplace we can put the cats? Something went wrong with our AirBnB," said BIL. "We went and found the key where they said it was and opened the door, but there was a dog there that tried to come out."
We put their cats in the larger of our two bathrooms with a litterbox. Over the course of a few hours, while they ate leftovers for dinner and we did some grocery shopping, SIL texted the AirBnB owner repeatedly but got no response, so BIL drove back over to see if maybe someone had come to fetch the dog. This time the door was answered. By the new owner.
Their AirBnB hosts had sold the flat and the new owner was living there with her dog. They had sold it BEFORE THEY EVEN BOOKED THE AIRBNB IN NOVEMBER. The lady who lived there was welcoming and concerned and offered to let them stay, but she didn't have anywhere better than a bathroom to put their cats either.
"But I got a text from the owner just yesterday!!!" said SIL. And what about the key? How was the key still in the same keysafe, with the same digital entry code, if the flat had been sold? BIL finally got the former owner of the place on the phone.
He was apologetic and said he had been 100% sure he had removed the listing from AirBnB. He said that all the messages they had received had been automatic and he was not even aware of receiving any notifications from the site that it had been rented. He made a complaint to the site and asked them to as well.
So they made a complaint to AirBnB, but BIL thinks it sounded like the guy was not very tech-savvy and might have turned on the automation settings and failed to delist his property like, completely by accident. (But that's still the site's fault, because what the hell kind of site design is that? Also how is it even possible to make it so fully automatic that a human being doesn't even have to click OKAY at any point? How do the designers of AirBnB think the place is going to get cleaned and prepared for visitors?)
My other SIL said her sister was going out of town tomorrow (today), so maybe they could stay at her place as they have before.
In the meantime, one of the nieces and SIL slept in our bed and I slept on the little cot in Wax's office with Tristana - our bedroom is the only other place in our house with a door you can close to store cats, besides Sipuli's suite down here. BIL and the other niece went to sleep on the guest bed at the other BIL's place in Turku.
But we woke up this morning to hear that SIL's sister's entire family have stomach flu and aren't going after all. What about the oldest niece, a college freshman who has her own flat in Turku? Or SIL's best friend who owns an AirBnB flat in town?
But within a few hours we heard: 1. The oldest niece was "not so enthusiastic" about letting her uncle and family stay in her flat for a few days. 2. SIL's best friend's AirBnB does not allow pets.
However, they found another, smaller AirBnB locally this morning and called the owner to confirm that it does allow pets, so they will take their cats there this evening if nothing else goes wrong.
In the meantime, just last night and this morning they have already managed to take the one plate in the china cupboard that can't go in the dishwasher (because it has a gold rim) from the middle of a tall stack of occasion dishes instead of just taking one of the everyday plates from the top shelf AND to take the one spatula in the house that can't go in the dishwasher (because it's bamboo) out of a drawer with like 20 spoons and spatulas in it this morning for making oatmeal. (Family culture in Wax's family is that your sibling's house is your house and you just make yourself at home without asking unless you have made a good faith effort to shift for yourself first and can't find what you want. But I didn't know anybody would be staying here that I needed to guestproof my kitchen against because they weren't supposed to be staying. Also we didn't clean the upstairs at all.)
waxjism's family Christmas this year. One brother and his family are coming from 5 hours away for 5 days and bringing their two teenage kittens, but our house is still Divided in Cat Divorce so they booked a local AirBnB in mid-November.
We knew they were driving down yesterday, but I was kinda expecting to see them like, at dinnertime, after Wax got off work at six.
But there was a knock on the door at 5 o'clock. "Do you have someplace we can put the cats? Something went wrong with our AirBnB," said BIL. "We went and found the key where they said it was and opened the door, but there was a dog there that tried to come out."
We put their cats in the larger of our two bathrooms with a litterbox. Over the course of a few hours, while they ate leftovers for dinner and we did some grocery shopping, SIL texted the AirBnB owner repeatedly but got no response, so BIL drove back over to see if maybe someone had come to fetch the dog. This time the door was answered. By the new owner.
Their AirBnB hosts had sold the flat and the new owner was living there with her dog. They had sold it BEFORE THEY EVEN BOOKED THE AIRBNB IN NOVEMBER. The lady who lived there was welcoming and concerned and offered to let them stay, but she didn't have anywhere better than a bathroom to put their cats either.
"But I got a text from the owner just yesterday!!!" said SIL. And what about the key? How was the key still in the same keysafe, with the same digital entry code, if the flat had been sold? BIL finally got the former owner of the place on the phone.
He was apologetic and said he had been 100% sure he had removed the listing from AirBnB. He said that all the messages they had received had been automatic and he was not even aware of receiving any notifications from the site that it had been rented. He made a complaint to the site and asked them to as well.
So they made a complaint to AirBnB, but BIL thinks it sounded like the guy was not very tech-savvy and might have turned on the automation settings and failed to delist his property like, completely by accident. (But that's still the site's fault, because what the hell kind of site design is that? Also how is it even possible to make it so fully automatic that a human being doesn't even have to click OKAY at any point? How do the designers of AirBnB think the place is going to get cleaned and prepared for visitors?)
My other SIL said her sister was going out of town tomorrow (today), so maybe they could stay at her place as they have before.
In the meantime, one of the nieces and SIL slept in our bed and I slept on the little cot in Wax's office with Tristana - our bedroom is the only other place in our house with a door you can close to store cats, besides Sipuli's suite down here. BIL and the other niece went to sleep on the guest bed at the other BIL's place in Turku.
But we woke up this morning to hear that SIL's sister's entire family have stomach flu and aren't going after all. What about the oldest niece, a college freshman who has her own flat in Turku? Or SIL's best friend who owns an AirBnB flat in town?
But within a few hours we heard: 1. The oldest niece was "not so enthusiastic" about letting her uncle and family stay in her flat for a few days. 2. SIL's best friend's AirBnB does not allow pets.
However, they found another, smaller AirBnB locally this morning and called the owner to confirm that it does allow pets, so they will take their cats there this evening if nothing else goes wrong.
In the meantime, just last night and this morning they have already managed to take the one plate in the china cupboard that can't go in the dishwasher (because it has a gold rim) from the middle of a tall stack of occasion dishes instead of just taking one of the everyday plates from the top shelf AND to take the one spatula in the house that can't go in the dishwasher (because it's bamboo) out of a drawer with like 20 spoons and spatulas in it this morning for making oatmeal. (Family culture in Wax's family is that your sibling's house is your house and you just make yourself at home without asking unless you have made a good faith effort to shift for yourself first and can't find what you want. But I didn't know anybody would be staying here that I needed to guestproof my kitchen against because they weren't supposed to be staying. Also we didn't clean the upstairs at all.)
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