Wherein We Venture Into the Wednesday WTF Mailbag

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mailbagWhen my predecessor handed over the reins to this esteemed weekly feature, she warned me that my Internet search history would never recover and that my inbox would become a Wednesday WTF mailbag of mayhem.

She was correct.

Some inherit jewels, some inherit money, some inherit good or bad genes, and even the wind. I inherited Real Estate-Related Macular Destruction.

Shall we see what cannot be unseen? Let’s jump.


Everything in this photo is just ducky. I wouldn’t call it a quack up, but I would call it daffy.

No, seriously, there’s a lot to be said about this travesty of decorating, but when it comes to feathering your nest, taste is subjective.



This seems safe. Because honestly, if you’re going to have a rooftop playground, you have to have a way to get the children off the roof. And bonus, just think how easier it makes after school pickup. Herd the children to the roof, when a parent comes, send them down the slide into the waiting arms of said parent.

Whoever thought of this is a real self-starter with management written all over him.


We’ve already told you how we feel about the gimmicky “person in a costume” listing photos, but apparently this realtor in Georgia isn’t listening.

Let us say it slower: Stop. Using. Costumes. In. Your. Listing. Photos. In. 2020. It. Is. Over.


And They All Rolled Over and One Fell Off …

“There were three in the bed and one in the tub and the little one said, ‘Roll over, roll over …”

There is a lot to say about this. The Pink. The bed and tub placement. The bubble lights over the tub to give you that Lawrence Welk feel. The zero clearance between the bed and the tub.

So much.


When Your Meeting Absolutely Couldn’t Be An Email

When you need to have a meeting without any interruptions for bathroom breaks, try the Earl C. Rap Memorial Conference Room. Please see the office manager to book this room, as it is usually flush with requests.

We would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who sees weird, scary, gross, morally questionable, and definitely search history destroying things and sends them to us.

You’re too kind.

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Adlene Neely Dealey

Adlene has been a real estate writer for the better half of a decade, but only recently came to CandysDirt.com to write our Wednesday WTF column. Have a doozy of a listing not fit for public consumption? She wants to see it.

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