This memory is shared by Anonymous and dates back to around 2015:
One of the rental agents asked me to accompany her to a house that the owner wanted to rent out. When we arrived at the residence, the owner and his girlfriend greeted us. The girlfriend seemed annoyed with our arrival and went into the kitchen.
As the owner sat us down to go over the rental agreement, his girlfriend suddenly reappeared, wielding a broom like it was a sword. She began yelling at the owner, demanding to know what he was thinking by renting out their house. The owner tried to explain, but she was having none of it.
The argument escalated and before we knew it, the girlfriend was chasing us and the owner out of the house with the broom. We were running for our lives, trying to avoid getting swept away by her broom-wielding rage. We didn’t even bother saying goodbye before hopping in the car and speeding away.
As we drove away, the rental agent and I couldn’t stop laughing at the absurdity of the situation. That was definitely the most eventful rental meeting I have ever been to.