Got doped on Pot Brownies by a 75 year old little woman

So doing an open house last week in the nice small neighborhood near the beach and with a nice neighborhood private pool.  Perfect location, great home and the neighbors just seem so sweet. Everyone came by to meet me and speak to me.  This dear, LITTLE, older woman who was in her mid to late 70’s comes over with a plate of brownies for me.  I had seen her at the pool with her grandchildren earlier and she told me that she just hated thinking of real estate agents at open houses getting hungry.  So I am thinking what is the harm; I have seen her with her grandchildren; and the brownies looked to die for.  And yes I was hungry.  So while talking to her and showing her the house I eat 4 of them, then she gives me 2 more to take to my husband and well I ate those too.  Small problem, eating them was the last thing I remember and according to my husband came home stoned off my rear end.  He was worried and called his uncle who is a doctor and his uncle confirmed that I was stoned and those must have been hash brownies I ate.  The only thing I can think is that she could have something like glaucoma and puts the pot in brownies and then having her grandchildren staying with her for the week made a regular batch, but brought me the wrong ones.  She had grandchildren, so I doubt she was feeding them pot and she was so sweet I don’t think she would really try to poison me nor if she knew they had pot in them would have let me eat so many.  So yes another crazy story-I got doped at an open house.  I am glad I didn’t get pulled over because how would I explain my behavior to a cop.  Especially since I don’t remember getting home and kept swearing to my husband that nothing could be wrong with me.  They were REALLY good brownies, pot aside.  I work with some strange customers and seem to end up with the craziest stories.  I really thought I had seen it all in sales with an engineering firm and in life insurance.  However, I have been told that the craziness just doesn’t ever stop coming.  Pot brownies are a new one in my office, but crazy stories are part of the job. Lesson Learned, I will just know in the future to NEVER take food from someone no matter how old and sweet they seem.

First Potential Sale Blown by Nightmare Sellers and a Disasterous Situation

So I have these clients who loved this one neighborhood.  It is near highways and get you anywhere in the Grand Strand in minutes, but off a road that keeps you away from the traffic.  A real kid friendly neighborhood-even has a basketball goal at the end of a cul-de-sac for people to use.  It is a little too perfectly creepy for me.  It is a new development and all the homes seem to be the same and there are no trees.  But my clients loved everything about it.  So we found them a house they loved.  The pictures of the outside and inside were perfect.  They just knew it was going to fit all their needs and could really see themselves having a family here and living here for a long time.  So I set up a showing appointment and even call the listing agent the day before just to remind her we are coming.  No problem she said, her clients knew all about it. Great I thought-this was going to be an easy sell.  So off we go the next evening to see my clients’ dream home.  Perfect on the outside, the wife is almost giddy with excitement.  Then we walk in…  The house was a disaster.  Looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in weeks, dirty dishes in the sink, closets were a disaster and dirty clothes coming out of the hamper; clothes on the floor.  The look on their faces went from excitement to disgust.  So I calmly, since I am about to scream, try to do some damage control and suggest may be something happened and we can come back another time to look at the inside, but let’s go look at the backyard and see the rest of the outside.  I know the inside can always be cleaned up, but I want them to like the rest of the house. Of course, I am not even buying what I am saying to them.  But out to the deck we go.  And in the backyard, straddling what has to be the property line is the largest wooden playhouse-fort-swing set I have ever seen.  It goes into half of both houses’ backyards.  My clients hate it.  I am no idiot but this kind of monstrosity can kill a deal and a closing.  And it is heavily anchored into the ground, so it will not be easy to just move.  This showing was a nightmare.  I knew of no way to recover from this.  I just kept apologizing and saying I would call the listing agent and get to the bottom of this.  They, not surprisingly, kept telling me not to bother. At this point I am ready to kill this listing agent.  So they go tearing out of the driveway, and I get on the phone.  Well, the agent is barely shocked over the state of the house and is asking me what the big deal is over the play set.  Well she must have gone over to the house today, because she is now singing a different tune.  She was very apologetic over the state of the house, and it seems that the play set had been moved from one backyard to both since she was last there a month ago.  Last night she probably thought I was just with overly picky buyers and that I didn’t know a thing about property lines or encroachments and was just being a witch with a capital “B”.  Glad she now knows I wasn’t lying or over-reacting and that yes this deal is blown. Do these sellers know that they are selling their house?  I know they knew we were coming; did they really think leaving the house in such a fashion was going to get it sold?  I would really like to know what they were thinking.  I have done some open houses and known the house was never going to sell because there was too much personality in it and a buyer was never going to be able to overlook it all to be able to put themselves in the picture.  Same problem here.  With all the clutter and dirt, my clients could not look past it and see what they thought was their dream home.  So my easy sell just went from easy to a hard to keep them as clients’ situation.  They don’t blame me and of course there are other homes in the neighborhood for sale that I am going to show them, but this was their dream home and the image of what it looked like on the inside and in the backyard is never going to leave their minds.  I am really going to have to find something 100x better to get them to buy any time soon.  Notice to all listing agents-NEVER let this happen and staging a home does go a long way in getting a home sold.  If that place had been great condition, staged and the monstrosity had not been in the backyard, instead of writing this post I could be writing a contract.  A perfect and easy deal blown by nightmare sellers.  But who is at fault here-the sellers or the listing agent? I may be new at this, but in my opinion-both.