The Story of The Priceless Curtain Rods


She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.

On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.

She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.

Then slowly, the house began to smell.

They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork. A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.........

And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the curtain rods!

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I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I did.


sHenG

Comments

kg said…
interesting story sheng! this made me smile! he! he! nice idea!

have a great weekend sheng! :)
jborela said…
ha ha, nice story no, , ,i really like this talaga rin. . .tnx sheng!
mordsith said…
that's what cruel people get, a smell as stinky as they are. :)
bem said…
hahaha. nabasa ko na 'to before. made me smile again. :D
Yummybite said…
i most love the ending. *wicked grin*


wehehehe...
PsycheNurse said…
In Psychology, the ex-wife could be suffering from a type of personality disorder known as Passive-Aggressive Disorder.
Garando said…
LOL Thanks for sharing, Sheng. I loved the last sentence the most! :D
REDLAN said…
Naaliw rin ako sa storya. Thanks for sharing sheng!
Kayni said…
ah...the stench of good ol' sweet revenge. this is a great idea =)...lol.
witsandnuts said…
The first time I read this was 5 years ago. It still made me smile. Clever idea.
Rico said…
hell has no fury like a woman scorned! Lufet!
prinsesamusang said…
LOL i think it really is interesting - the fight of ole married people.
ms firefly said…
LOL, just my kind of story! hehehehe
the donG said…
nice that you shared that sheng. i just imagine if you shared it in plurk. more people might appreciate it.
iluvgreen said…
funny eh :)
princess_dyanie said…
hahaha! dinala pa nila yung curtain rod! goodluck sa kanila nyahahahha
cpsanti said…
winner ito! hahahaha! nice way to get back at a man ;-)
bursky said…
aaaahhhh... the sweet, errr... make that FOUL smell of revenge! lol... i loved this story!
Heart of Rachel said…
It's an interesting piece. I enjoyed reading it.

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