I had shown a house last week and I had been a good little agent and called for showing instructions, which eventually wound up as "call owner." I did and got entry into the pretty cool house. Okay--so far, so good. No problem. So, now that the Buyer is narrowing down his choices before making an offer, he actually wanted to go back for a second look at that particular house. Awesome--especially in this market. Previously, I had been a good little agent and called for showing instructions, which eventually wound up as "call owner." We did and got entry into the pretty cool house. Okay--no problem. So far, so good. That was last week.
So, I had specifically called AGAIN for showing instructions to the listing company. Sometimes things change and, while it's redundant, oh, well. Didn't talk to THE listing agent but I haven't really talked to him yet; mostly just leaving messages and his assistant will return the calls. So, spoke w/ assistant again, who said the owners are on vacation this weekend, so "go ahead and show." I said but there is an "alarm. What about that?" She said no problem--they turn it off when they leave. I said okay. But if the alarm IS turned on, I'm calling YOU back. She said, "no, the owners turn the alarm off when they go and they are on vacation this weekend, so it should be fine." Okay. We went to see the house again.
Of course, the alarm was NOT turned off, so started sounding when we entered. Nice neighbors showed up to see if anyone was breaking into the house but they didn't have the code to turn the alarm off. I felt like a goof. You know when you get those butterflies in your stomach? I had a bad feeling when I was turning the key in the lock. THEN, when I heard the tell-tale, low "beep, beep, beep" from somewhere off to the left, I KNEW the alarm was going to start wailing in about a minute. So, I went to the keypad and punched a couple buttons--all to no avail, of course. Then ADT called and I didn't have the code or password either--of course--but then we got disconnected somehow. By that time the cops had showed up and demanded (okay nicely demanded) my ID. After everything, it turned out to be a funny experience but in between I had attempted to call the listing company office--no answer; the Seller--no answer; ADT again--by that time, the cops were there. Geesh!! Good thing it's a nice house.