As if the job isn't stressful already, sometimes the inhabitants at a property make it a lot more difficult. Just last Wednesday, an agent in Indiana had a run-in with a horse while showing property. See Horse attacks real estate agent.
I'm glad she's okay, but I can't help chuckling because it reminded me of my own crazy real estate experience with livestock. Before dawn one morning, I headed out to see an old farmer who was interested in selling some pasture land for retirement. He escorted me through a series of pens and fences to show me the acreage he wanted to sell, which held a single animal: one very large, very old, very ornery bull. From the moment we stepped through the gate, I knew that old bull didn't like me. He looked too worn out to actually make a charge, but he lumbered over to bump me aside with his head. The farmer cursed him and shoved him away and we talked while the bull continued to circle around to get to me. Meanwhile, a scrappy cur bounded in and took keen interest in my shoe and pants leg, tugging, chewing and dragging me along. We walked the land a ways, all the while being stalked by the bull and ignoring the dog shredding my hem.
When we stopped to review the paperwork in the field (at his insistence), I stepped back to lean against a fence while he read over the contract. The bull moved in, slowly but surely pinning me to the fence with his body, then finally stopped...standing on my foot. I couldn't budge him so I had to calmly ask the farmer to stop reading and help a city gal out.
I maintained my professionalism, ignoring my sore foot, torn pants and ruined shoe to finish the presentation!
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