Hosting an open house is supposed to be a straightforward affair, right? Wrong. My open house quickly turned into a circus of eccentric visitors. It felt like I was hosting a reality show where every guest had their own unique quirks.
One potential buyer tried to negotiate the price with a collection of antique spoons. Another asked if the house came with a pet dragon. The guests ranged from charmingly eccentric to outright bizarre. I spent more time answering outlandish questions and entertaining peculiar requests than actually showcasing the house.
By the end of the day, I had a collection of stories that would make for great stand-up material. My open house experience taught me that real estate is not just about selling property; it’s about navigating the colorful array of personalities that come with it.