Amanda and I have been selling real estate in Fort Wayne for six years now, and for the most part, our deals go off without a hitch. (Knocking on wood)
Every once in a while we'll have an issue with an appraisal, a home inspection, another agent, or difficult situations. I'd say that 90% of our business is pretty darn smooth.
Then there's the awkward moments...
Can we bring mom with us to the closing?
We sold an estate where the mom had recently passed. Her three daughters were in charge of the estate. Everything went well and we got to the closing table.
One of the daughters reached into her purse and grabbed a small jar and put it in the middle of the closing table.
I gave her a curious look and she replied with "It's mom."
The wrong house.
I was meeting a buyer at a home in Southwood Park. A lot of the homes are older with a ton of character and were built with the same floor plan.
I let myself into the home with my Sentrilock card.
As I started to look around, I thought to myself "Hmm... this doesn't look the same as the pictures on the MLS."
I looked out the living room window and saw a real estate sign in the neighbor's front yard. Then I realized I was in the wrong house.
The house I was in was listed, but it was the wrong house.
OOPS! I immediately called the listing agent and explained what happened. We both had a good laugh.
The angry buyer.
I helped Jamie buy a home last year.
Most of the process went smooth until the right at the end.
The sellers left $20,000 worth of pharmaceutical drugs in the garage. Thankfully, he was a sales rep and it was legit, but it was left in her garage. Big no-no.
She also wasn't happy with her lender because of a few delays.
Oh, and she also wasn't happy with the listing agent and the tactics he tried to pull during the inspection negotiations.
Thank God she loved me!
At closing, her lender was late.
She gave him a thorough tongue lashing.
Then she ripped the seller a new one because of the drug incident and the fact that he forgot the garage door openers.
I gently reached over and touched her knee and gave her a "take a breath" look.
She then told me that if I wanted to keep that hand, I better get it off of her leg.
The deal closed and she and I are still very close and have a good relationship, it was just an awkward moment at closing.
The naked couple in the vacant house.
When I show vacant homes I always knock on the door and yell that I'm a Realtor with clients.
I guess these folks didn't hear me.
As I walked my clients through the home, I hear Corey say "HOLY (BLEEP)! THEY'RE NAKED AND THEY'RE HAVING SEX!!"
I guess the neighbors decided to use this vacant home as their party home.
The loving neighbor.
I went to put a sign in the yard of our new listing when the sweetest little old lady came over to chat with me.
We talked for at least 30 minutes about the weather, her kids, her grandkids, and life in general.
It warmed my heart.
At the end of our conversation she thanked me for taking the time to chat with her, and told me that she was really glad to see us selling her neighbor's home.
"Why are you glad?" I asked.
"Because they're a**holes."
Thanks for reading. Do you have any to add?