“Where’s The View?…

You know, the panoramic view promised from the deck? Right here, in the ad? And by the way, where’s the deck?” I asked the agent who lazily leaned against the door jamb. He shrugged, then sauntered over to where I stood, a mere few steps away in the center of the “large floor plan” studio. He looked at the hastily scribbled notes about the apartment I held in my hands, then, with incredulity in his voice, uttered, “The ad said that? Hmm. It’s wrong. There’s no view here. Maybe another unit. But this one’s on the ground floor. No deck either.” I wanted to thank him for stating the obvious, but I refrained.