Showing Seattle Real Estate can be interesting

Sunday I get a call on a new listing of mine,

The Virtual Tour

we’ll call him Iggy (not really his name but very close to it). He speaks in a very gruff, (though English, sounds very German) foreign accent. He wants to see it. Do you have a personal realtor, I ask? (Normal protocol, as his realtor has access thru a key box) No. When can I show it to him? We set up the next day at 3:30 as the seller has two large dogs and gets home at 3PM and can take the mutts for a walk (they can be larger than life and a bit intimidating). Great. I leave the office at 3PM and head for the meeting with Iggy and his wife. At 3:29 the phone rings. Seller is almost a panic, gets home, the mutts have left a surprise in the bonus room where they were held captive all day, she has cleaned it up the best she can, ‘sorry for any smell, the windows are open, I hope it is not too bad.’ I arrive. Visiting car in drive, NO Iggy is visible. I walk around back (private acre lot) looking for the elusive Iggster. Success, there they are, a graying slightly bearded stocky gentleman peering in the back kitchen window and his dark haired wife (we will call her Emily). We intro and head back to the front door. Almost immediately the complaints start erupting from the mouth of the Igg man. ‘The den’s too small, the windows too high to clean, the living room looks like a family room, a septic system, no sewer??' What, can you get an acre without it? I say. ‘And where the hell do you put the plates?’ He asks. A brand new $100k kitchen and we start searching through the drawers and cupboards looking for the #%@#%@& plates. We haven’t even hit the upstairs yet where we will encounter the dog gifted bonus room. I can’t wait. ‘The master is too small, what no tub?, what is that softening in the hall flooring (WTH, it feels plush from high end carpeting and pad to me), and who would need a large room like this?’ Yep, the bonus room. Much to my surprise, the odor from the mutts is barely noticeable, whew. Well needless to say, as well finish the tour downstairs, The Iggster says he will have to think about it as he doesn’t make rash, quick decisions.’ Surprise, surprise, how shocking for me. Too bad too, as his wife was a delight, very positive, and seemed to really like the place. Just another day in the life of a NW realtor.