In The Pressure Cooker

In The Pressure CookerIf ever there was a classic sultry day this summer, today was it.  I tried to get as much done earlier this morning before the heat started cranking up.  There was one appointment I had to make around 3:00 and by the time I walked from my office to my car, I was already starting to feel wet.  Yes, the heat and humidity does cause people to be a little more testy and I’m sorry to say, I was one of them this afternoon.  Knowing I had to make a deposit at a bank’s drive-thru, I thought it would be a quick in and out, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case.  There I waited while the one ahead was chit-chatting with the teller while myself and others were building up behind.  Having felt I waited long enough, I drove over into the next lane to the suction tube depository.  I pulled it out, opened it up, and a crumbling doggie treat dropped in my lap.  Urgh!  If I weren’t so hot by that time, I would have made light of it, but rather threw it out the window to feed the ants.  Fortunately the chatty teller didn’t wait on me and without any unnecessary words, I drove off with my receipt.  I can’t believe how some of the general public as well as clerks think it’s OK to visit with each other without any thought there may be others waiting behind them with less time to kill.  That particular teller knew when I changed lanes I wasn’t a least bit happy about waiting so long.  Oh well, I blame the person in the vehicle in front of me who was mindlessly jabbering away.  Perhaps the banks should create express lanes like there are in grocery stores where only one transaction is allowed and no jabbering allowed.  Just earlier I was socializing with a businessman and when a customer walked in, I quickly bid my adieu and that’s the way it should always be when taking up a businessperson’s time when they’re working.

These past weeks I’ve been dealing with a very angry buyer who discovered something in the home she purchased that was not disclosed by the previous owner that even a home inspector would have missed because it was so cleverly hidden.  It’s going to cost the new homeowner around $1,000.00 to get it fixed. After reviewing several letters that the buyer had submitted to me to forward on to the listing agent and seller, I took the “reasonable man’s opinion” road of thinking and was resolute in believing the sellers knew about the problem but turned a blind eye to it.  It looks like it’s going to be a longer road to the state of “right” with this problem after hearing from the listing agent that the sellers are insisting they knew nothing about it along with refusing to pay for the repairs.  Knowing my buyer, she’s not going to let this go, and if I were in the same shoes, I wouldn’t either.  I think if I were representing the seller, I’d be telling it like it is along with reminding them if the tables were turned, they’d be just as upset about it as my buyer is.  I absolutely hate it when seeing aging adults taking advantage of younger people.  That home they sold owed them nothing after all the years they lived there but to create anger and discord over a thousand dollars is craziness.  Situations like these are what give Realtors a bad name and unfortunately in this case, it’s being caused by stubborn sellers who are living in a state of denial.  I can think of several similar situations where I put sellers who were not being up front in the pressure cooker for not living up to their word.  More sooner than later they changed their thoughtless ways.