Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Guess Who?

Yesterday the doorbell rang and when I opened the door, I was surprised to see the neighbor (the realtor across the street who is also Big Kid's teacher's husband who wanted in to see my house without an appointment at 8am and then missed the appointment he did set weeks ago).

Hi, it's me! He said, gesturing to his house behind him and waving goofily when he saw me glaring at him.

Yes? I asked without opening the glass storm door between us.

Is the house ready for me to see yet?

I was truly in shock that he was repeating our prior encounter. I stared at him, wide-eyed. He shrugged and smiled.

Nooooooo, you need an appointment. With the listing agent. With 24 hours notice. Like last time.

The listing agent has been calling me and asking if I've seen it.

Call him back and tell him you need an appointment with 24 hours notice.

Eh, I understand, I really do. If I could just--

Goodbye, I said as I closed the door.

(and then I thought of 9 trillion things I should have said because that's how it always goes!)

The owner had the realtor call that guy and tell him to never, ever come near the house or yard again without an appointment and 24 hours notice, so it's safe to say that things are a little awkward with Big Kid's teacher's family now (luckily Big Kid has 2 teachers and I usually deal with the other one, but still.)

It looks like we might be getting the perfect house in the perfect neighborhood with the perfect kitchen. The perfect kitchen has a pot-filling faucet over the gourmet stove--do you know how convenient it will be not to carry the pot of water for my Kraft Mac and Cheese across the kitchen? And this is the neighborhood that everyone drives through to see the spectacle of Christmas lights and they have block parties at Halloween and Easter Egg hunts and a community pool and park.

I'm not getting my hopes up until the lease is signed (although it may sound like my hopes are a *little* bit up) but if it all works out I can be done with house-showing hell as soon as March 1st, and that's probably in everyone's best interest.

P.S. Mr. Realtor Neighbor keeps leaving his bike at the end of his driveway and I resist the overwhelming temptation to run it over every time I pass. He's lucky I'm kind of a good person.

7 comments:

Nikky said...

Seriously? And he didn't even bother to apologize for the hassle and the missed appointment following the giant hassle? What a moron. I'm annoyed on your behalf. I'm glad you just shut the door on him this time.

miss. chief said...

Wow, I've never even heard of a pot-filling faucet like that before. Fancy pants. I'm crossing my fingers you get the place!

Ms. Attitude said...

He really came by again unannounced? Stupid jerk. I hope everything works out for you in the end. Fingers crossed.

Lin said...

Wow, I cant believe that guy. What a lame-o. Glad you might be getting 'the perfect' house, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you guys.

Joy said...

ya know I feel ya on the bike thing there is this kid who got on my bad side a while back and he leaves his near the street and I resist the urge to swerve all the time! but you know what is fun make sure to chew some gum and have it ready to throw in his driveway on your way by:) someone down the road insists on always parking in the street even though they have a huge driveway, this is a great stress releaser!

Jennifer said...

I'm so glad you guys found a house. What a relief?

Don't worry about the teacher. He'll have another one next year.

Monica said...

Would this neighborhood be VP? If so, My former IL's live there, and I have stayed there many times! Very nice neighborhood.