What the Huh...You L👀KING at ME?!

What the Huh...You L👀KING at ME?!

Pulling up to the front of the address on a scheduled showing, I immediately noticed several surveillance cameras strategically mounted on a couple of the eaves, one right above the center of the garage. I thought, "Okay, this couple is taking a proactive stance on their home security."

The Ring doorbell lit up the moment we approached, letting us know we were being watched. I spotted another camera tucked above the kitchen cabinets, one in the hallway leading to the master bedroom, another inside both the master and guest bedroom. Our every move was recorded!

Down in the basement, several more device's were spotted, an Alexa unit was also lit up with the microphone light glowing steady. What started out as a comfortable home setting with nice upgrades and amenities, felt more like a high security facility ran by the CIA, FBI or UBI or local police. 

To top it off, the listing agent was required to be present the entire time, almost like a security guard. The whole vibe gave me serious heebie-jeebies. I half-expected someone in full camouflage to burst out of a hidden, escape room in the wall, weapon drawn, to escort us off the premises.

I resisted the urge to throw my hands above my head, shuffle double-time back upstairs and bolt out the front door! We finished our tour, heading for safety away from the owner's prying eyes and ears. Outside and across the street, the husband asked, "How safe is this neighborhood?" A valid question.

When the listing agent asked for feedback, I kept it honest, telling her the buyers liked the house but were very concerned about the amount of security camera's inside and out, that property was locked down tighter than Fort Knox!

Needless to say, we quickly crossed that one off The List.