Where Are The Wheels?

Next we have a 2 be 1 ba ranch, great neighborhood again. We pull up and these words really come out of my boyfriends mouth... "where are the wheels." Ok so yes, this house was small. It was Disneyworld Daisy Duck house tall, but charming and in our price range so bite your tongue. We weren't in the mood to put the foot coverings on that they suggest so whatever, we're walkin around. Of COURSE the owner walks in 2 minutes after we are there and totally catches us scuffin up the joint but we just smile and say "hello..." and keep walking. The house takes all of 30 seconds to walk through, spitting distance. But oh lordy lord lord lord, why is the water heater in the kitchen? "Ma, the insta hot is broken, I need tea for my sore throat." "No problem honey, just go in the pantry and steam your face off with the water heater." Can you imagine?