Caught With Your Pants Down?
In looking back over my real estate career for a tale that would fit nicely with Kathleen Daniel's current contest ~ I Cannot Believe I Just Did That ~ I was going to write about dropped keys. Then, in reading other entries, I noticed there was a key theme already in process. Very comforting to know I'm not the only one dropping keys, losing keys, and locking doors behind me . . . with keys left inside.
Embarrasing moments -- for sure!
But here's a tale about being caught with one's pants down . . .
A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Storage Unit
So I'm out showing property back in November 2013. My client and I were viewing a very nice condo unit in a trendy part of NE Portland.
When we were inside the condo unit, I noticed a set of keys on the kitchen counter labeled: trash, laundry room, storage unit, garage, etc. I picked them up, read off the labels to my client and said "Let's go exploring."
I had never been in that complex before and didn't know my way around. I know from experience that one can get turned around and lose track of the surroundings.
When I opened the back door off the kitchen, there was a slight hallway to the left which led out to . . . somewhere, probably the laundry room and trash bin area.
Immediately in front of me, across the small hallway was a door and both my client and I thought it lead to something. My client thought the door lead to the storage units. I thought the door might be leading to the garage.
Rather than trying to find the key to the lock, I just turned the door knob.
"Oh, it's unlocked" I said, and opened the door and went in.
How very strange . . . the man standing in the middle of the kitchen didn't really seem like a storage unit to me.
Without knowing the layout of the building, I had opened the neighbor's back door, also located in his kitchen . . . and walked inside!
My timing was perfect! There he was eating a bowl of cereal.
"Good morning," he said.
I must have turned every shade of embarrassed imaginable. The man was very nice. With bowl in hand, he was standing there in bare feet, bare chest . . . matter of fact, all he had on was his boxers!
THANKFULLY!!
The neighbor man was so nice, he got on his sweats, and then showed us where the REAL storage unit was located and told us all about the building.
I can't believe I did that -- enter a person's kitchen, by way of the unlocked back door!
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