Steve and I have been apartment hunting for the better part of a few weeks now and as much as a lot of people like to think that it's super stressful and it's a sucky way to spend your weekends, we're actually not having that bad of a time. Maybe it's because we're doing it together, but we've found that we've been having whatever little fun can be had while attending back to back apartment inspections. It's not too bad but it also probably helps that we're not in that much of a rush to move out, ha!
But, yeah, as you can imagine, if you've been in this situation before you'll know that it's not the most relaxing thing to be doing and it's also pretty tiring and time consuming, so the last thing you'd be asking for on a Saturday morning is a realtor that is absolute CRAP.
First of all, let me just rewind to the last two weeks. Two weekends ago we viewed this really awesome apartment in Parramatta. Two levels, big rooms, nice and spacious. We viewed four more places that day (after that) but we liked this one the best despite its barely polite realtor.
Steve and I aren't sensitive people, okay? We aren't the type of people to be offended by some small social faux pas, but the fact that I am writing about this experience means that you've really pushed a button. He didn't really make the best impression right from the very start but we decided to let it slide, you know? Maybe he was hungover or something, he was quite young. As we viewed the apartment, Steve and I ignored how inattentive this guy was. Getting information from him was like pulling teeth, I tell ya, but it's okay since we knew what we were looking for anyway and what questions to ask. The first thing I should've taken notice of was that he didn't ask for our details. We said our goodbyes and Steve had to say "Oh, wait, aren't you going to take my number?"
The realtor was all apologetic, blah blah blah, takes our number.
Anyway, so after you go to viewings most realtors usually give you a call just to see where you're head's at about the place that you viewed. It is at this stage that you either say,
a.) Oh, I don't know, I'm not sure yet, let me think about it.
or
b.) I really like the place, is anyone else interested? How much is it? Can I make an offer, etc etc.
This guy didn't call us back at all.
And when Steve finally called him a few days later, you know what his response was? "Oh, sorry, I forgot."
What the hell? Bruh, you definitely gotta do better than that if you're planning to have some sort of customer service skills in your career later on.
How are you selling apartments with that kind of sh*t attitude. Anyway, so, like I said, Steve and I are very hard to piss off so we let this one slide (again) because we really wanted this place, ya know? We thought, hey, let's just deal with this guy because we really like the apartment and after we buy it he can f*k off.
But we should've known it wouldn't be that easy. Lesson #1: When the realtor is crap, trying to do business with them is going to be HARD AF.
By the end of the week though, Steve had made an offer. Very exciting times! The contract was ready to be signed, etc. There was just one small thing that Steve wanted to change so he asked the realtor about this. (We should not have done this. We should've just signed it, dammit). This is what screwed us over, it was a mistake on our part to wait for the realtor to talk to the owner because nekk minnet, someone else had made a higher offer and us (of all people) knew that this agent didn't give two sh*ts about us.
He didn't care who the place went to, didn't even work much to make us -- his clients -- feel happy about buying the place. We didn't feel like he wanted/needed our business and this is also probably one of the main reasons why Steve didn't bother making a higher offer. (Which he could have, but f*k that. This agent was that crap). What makes me even more angry is that, even at the contract stage, this guy had no morals or ethics whatsoever about anything and didn't even update us on what was going on or talk to us about anything. We ended up just seeing on the website that the place was under offer! No f*cks given!
I HOPE KARMA GETS HIM SO BAD.
So that's it. That's what's had us down the past week. It's just...so hard to have faith in people when you get met with bullsh*t like this, y'know? Just, I can't believe I have to pray for people to have something as simple as MANNERS! Lesson #2: Be more aggressive and don't ignore first impressions. The moment we had to ask him to take our details down was the moment when I should have been all up in his grill with b*tch mode on. We were just too nice to him and it screwed us over.
I won't disclose his name or agency but if you ask me privately I will happily let you know.
For now, though, it's back to the drawing board for us! We're taking it easy on the apartment hunting at the moment, we're still traumatised from the last time, but we haven't given up browsing the apps. We've been favouriting a few places and I think he'll be looking at one on Thursday night so I am keeping my fingers crossed.
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