Crazy Landlady

The landlady...she is crazy. And it's not the taking over a month to accomplish about 8 hours of work on the apartment. Not the hinting that "gosh those shelves are nice...you got them cause a friend moved and didn't want them? well, you can always leave them here when you move out, if you want." Not the lecturing us on how best to clean the drain trap in the kitchen sink. Oh no. All of these are true mind you, but scarier still was the following exchange:

Crazy Landlady: Aren't you worried about having plants in your bedrooms?
Me: Ummm... why?
CL: Well I was always told that if you have plants in your bedroom and you sleep with the door closed they take in all the oxygen and the air goes bad.
Me: *Brain short circuits...reboots* Ummm...no, that's not really a problem.

I'm telling you, it's scary 'round here.