Tuesday, March 23, 2010

KRAZEE

People.
If you own, rent, buy, sell, invest, look at, build on, tear down, or do something else revolving around real estate then you are a target for coo-coo people. Case in point.
I was putting a lockbox on a listing of mine in P.B. when someone asks me "can I help you?". Anytime I'm asked that I feel like just saying "no" and going on about my business. But, I decided not be rude and I introduced myself and told the guy I was the listing agent for this particular dwelling. I shook the guy's dead fish hand and listened to his story of how he was interested in renting the place from my seller (My seller had moved out of state) but he couldn't get a hold of her. He mentioned that my seller did not call him back a couple of times before he asked me for her phone #. "I'm sorry. I can't give it to you. If you want I can relay a message for you" was my uncomfortable reply. I gave him my card and prayed that he would not call.
Within an hour he called me. He started telling me of this great plan he had when I interrupted him and asked him to call me back in 20 minutes. I then tried to get a hold of my seller to ask her if this is a friend of hers so I would know how short with this guy I could be. He called me approx 10 times inside of an hour (Hell no I didn't answer) leaving me one message telling me that I really should answer the phone.
The next day I finally got in touch with my seller and told her of the evil plot going on and that I was against it. She told me that the guy gives her the creeps too (Thank goodness) and that she did NOT want to rent to him. Now I was armed.
I was just about to call my stalker when he called me. I let him state his case. He wanted to rent her place for $2000 a month and give me a $1000 (For que?). He told me "If you're smart (No one ever accused me of that), you'll take this deal. Places sell much faster and for more money when people are living there". I explained to him that wasn't true (In fact, the opposite is true) and that I told my client that it wouldn't help her to rent the place out while she was selling it. He told me I was wrong. I said I wasn't. "You are". "I'm not". This went back and forth until I gained my senses and told him "I understand your opinion but we are not going to rent to you. That is final".
There was an odd silence before he said "Well, you are wrong and I work for a news paper and I am going to write an article and tell the world what you are doing". I started laughing. "This article will shine an unfavorable light on you". I was laughing very loud now. I told him (Through my laughter) that we really couldn't rent to him now, due to his character issues. "Character issues? Would you like a letter from a Congressman to vouch for my character?". I could barley get it out when I said "I'll need a letter from a Congressman, a Priest, a Rabbi & a pharmacist". A full minute of me laughing went by before he said "I think you're wrong". I finally hung up, sat down and laughed my butt off.
I called my seller to tell her about the comedy I was just in. She said the guy told her he was with the FBI.
So, watch out. There are loonies out there that will entertain you.
Tell me your funny story in the comment or call me 619-507-7449.
God Bless.