Oh, I Don't Think So...
Today I had the pleasure of helping a buyer client tour property. For the first time since we had started this adventure in early summer, every property we found had possibility. And out of the three, two of them were in the running for an offer from my buyer. It was a great day.
While I was hard at work taking care of my buyer, I received a call from a buyer's agent that insisted I give her a daycode to the Sentrilock box on my Centreville, VA listing. It's an odd request in the age of the Sentrilock phone app, so I asked why she needed it. Clearly, she had her cell phone. She was calling me from it. I'm not sure if her answer was born of pure ignorance or balls the size of grapefruits.
"I'm in Maryland and can't be there to let my buyer in. He's right there in front of the house now."
Damn that minor inconvenience of actually having to BE at a property to show it. And being in an entirely different state, at a minimum forty--five minutes away, was not working for her client. Oh well. Too bad, so sad. I'm not giving a daycode to a buyer's agent to share with their buyer to tour my listing unattended. That's against the terms of service of Sentrilock AND the MLS. I made a follow up call to her sales manager to make sure the gravity of her flippant request was registered on someone else's Richter scale.
Meanwhile, a listing agent this afternoon did a major disservice to his seller in an effort to make his own life easy. You can read about that on my personal blog.