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id="bc7b">Real Estate Man gave Ben a call the next day when Ben got home from classes. He gleefully reported the clicking must come from he and friends playing on Olde Green, a name he’d given to his pool table. Ben ya can’t be playin pool and keeping your neighbors awake. He invited Real Estate Man over to take a look.Real Estate Man visited Ben’s apartment the next day. Here’s what he saw: a 4’ x 8’ beautiful pool table in an 8’ x 10’ one room apartment. To Real Estate Man’s uninitiated eye, this table was no apartment Walmart fold up, it was quality. This was a substantial, top of the line, slate,1000 lb beauty. How did Ben and friends even get the big green fellow through the door? Where does the guy sleep, on the pool table? Real Estate Man couldn’t see how this arrangement could go on. It was the pool table or the apartment, Ben’s choice. He was supposed to be renting an apartment not a pool room.Real Estate Man didn’t hear from Ben for a couple of months. No complaints from the girl upstairs but no rent from Ben. He remained unresponsive to Real Estate Man’s calls, emails and texts. When he fell 2 months behind Real Estate Man visited his apartment. It appeared to be abandoned. Except, his lovely pool table. After another 3 months of the legal eviction process, Real Estate Man gained legal access to take over my own apartment.All told,Ben, if that was his real name, owed 5 months of rent. True, Real Estate Man had his last month and deposit but he was still short 3 months. It then hit him like a thunderbolt. The damn pool table of his may be worth a lot of money!The Philadelphia Real Estate Code allows an owner to auction off a delinquent tenants abandon possessions as liquidated damages if the tenant doesn’t claim them in 30 days.Real Estate Man wanted to find out what Olde Green was worth and maybe he’d invest another 30 days of non rented apartment. He’d have to use the space to store the

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pool table. I Real Estate Man certainly didn’t want to be part of moving that green monster.He called the Billiard Factory and described the Olde Green as accurately as he could. The appraiser said a used table like the one he described could range in value from $1000 as high as$ 100,000 for certain antiques.Real Estate Man’s story:Ebay, here I come!The ad elicited a brisk response from the tristate area. I lined up 9 appointments for the next day, each wanting to be the first to see it. I made all the appointments at the same time, 2:00. I didn’t have any idea what the Olde Green was worth. If the appraiser’s wide variance of value is correct the people who were interested from my Ebay ad should establish the exact price by competitive bidding. Hopefully their eagerness to buy will be contagious and I’ll get top dollar — like a fine arts auction at Sotheby’sThe following day everyone showed up as planned. A few of the prospects confided that they knocked off work for the day to make the 2:00 viewing of the table.All 10 of us entered the apartment together. Somehow Olde Green didn’t look as good as I’d remembered it.It was soon established that Olde Green was in actuality a 4'x8' sheet of plywood with 4 holes cut in each exterior corner and 2 in the middle exterior from which 6 leather nets were hanging. The bumpers were PVC. Everything was elevated on 2 saw horses. The entire conglomeration was covered with tightly stapled green felt neatly hanging down to the floor.I offered to take the gentlemen to the Starbucks on the corner for coffee. All of them declined my invitation.I can always use the saw horses. The plywood and PVC can be used for a bathroom rehab sometime, somewhere. But what the fuck can I do with all that green felt?St Patrick’s Day hats and beer coasters?</article></body>

Out From Behind The 8 Ball

Ben was an extremely likable guy whose personality got him places where someone more introverted dared not tread.

#66 Real Estate Man

Most people have an approach-avoidance dilemma about buying a ping-pong table or a pool table to have in some unspecified room in their house. If not for their own use, for friends and family visits. Admit it, haven’t you?

Real Estate Man is all in on sports and fun but he draws the line when someone renting one of his apartments takes it to the point of disturbing their neighbors. Besides, every tenant signs a lease with a noise clause reading: Tenant shall not cause or allow any unreasonable lay loud noise or activity in the Premises that might disturb the rights, comforts and conveniences of the other tenants or neighbors.

Contrary to what most renters think, if they read the lease at all, the clause is more than just loud parties, music, TV, video games. It means all noise.

Ben, a graduate student, majoring in good times at a local college At least that’s what he claimed. The college part. Real Estate Man figured out his major. Ben was an extremely likable guy whose personality got him places where someone more introverted dare not tread. He was naturally use to having his way with those he came in contact. It was natural to him. He won Real Estate Man over quickly. He signed the lease on a small efficiency on Pine St. Real Estate Man’s first mistake.

Soon, Real Estate Man began to get complaints from the girl in the apartment above about a strange clicking sounds in the apartment below her. The sound usually starts in the late afternoon and continues well into the night.

Real Estate Man gave Ben a call the next day when Ben got home from classes. He gleefully reported the clicking must come from he and friends playing on Olde Green, a name he’d given to his pool table. Ben ya can’t be playin pool and keeping your neighbors awake. He invited Real Estate Man over to take a look.

Real Estate Man visited Ben’s apartment the next day. Here’s what he saw: a 4’ x 8’ beautiful pool table in an 8’ x 10’ one room apartment. To Real Estate Man’s uninitiated eye, this table was no apartment Walmart fold up, it was quality. This was a substantial, top of the line, slate,1000 lb beauty. How did Ben and friends even get the big green fellow through the door? Where does the guy sleep, on the pool table? Real Estate Man couldn’t see how this arrangement could go on. It was the pool table or the apartment, Ben’s choice. He was supposed to be renting an apartment not a pool room.

Real Estate Man didn’t hear from Ben for a couple of months. No complaints from the girl upstairs but no rent from Ben. He remained unresponsive to Real Estate Man’s calls, emails and texts. When he fell 2 months behind Real Estate Man visited his apartment. It appeared to be abandoned. Except, his lovely pool table. After another 3 months of the legal eviction process, Real Estate Man gained legal access to take over my own apartment.

All told,Ben, if that was his real name, owed 5 months of rent. True, Real Estate Man had his last month and deposit but he was still short 3 months. It then hit him like a thunderbolt. The damn pool table of his may be worth a lot of money!

The Philadelphia Real Estate Code allows an owner to auction off a delinquent tenants abandon possessions as liquidated damages if the tenant doesn’t claim them in 30 days.Real Estate Man wanted to find out what Olde Green was worth and maybe he’d invest another 30 days of non rented apartment. He’d have to use the space to store the pool table. I Real Estate Man certainly didn’t want to be part of moving that green monster.

He called the Billiard Factory and described the Olde Green as accurately as he could. The appraiser said a used table like the one he described could range in value from $1000 as high as $100,000 for certain antiques.

Real Estate Man’s story:

Ebay, here I come!

The ad elicited a brisk response from the tristate area. I lined up 9 appointments for the next day, each wanting to be the first to see it. I made all the appointments at the same time, 2:00. I didn’t have any idea what the Olde Green was worth. If the appraiser’s wide variance of value is correct the people who were interested from my Ebay ad should establish the exact price by competitive bidding. Hopefully their eagerness to buy will be contagious and I’ll get top dollar — like a fine arts auction at Sotheby’s

The following day everyone showed up as planned. A few of the prospects confided that they knocked off work for the day to make the 2:00 viewing of the table.

All 10 of us entered the apartment together. Somehow Olde Green didn’t look as good as I’d remembered it.

It was soon established that Olde Green was in actuality a 4'x8' sheet of plywood with 4 holes cut in each exterior corner and 2 in the middle exterior from which 6 leather nets were hanging. The bumpers were PVC. Everything was elevated on 2 saw horses. The entire conglomeration was covered with tightly stapled green felt neatly hanging down to the floor.

I offered to take the gentlemen to the Starbucks on the corner for coffee. All of them declined my invitation.

I can always use the saw horses. The plywood and PVC can be used for a bathroom rehab sometime, somewhere. But what the fuck can I do with all that green felt?

St Patrick’s Day hats and beer coasters?