Some of you may remember a blog I wrote a few months ago called Un-Real Estate – Shutta Yo Mouth, which quoted some ridiculous comments made by buyers. Well now it’s time to buck up and admit that, as agents, we have often said some things that could have been better stated. And sellers have contributed some classic lines themselves. So here are examples of comments made by agents and sellers…followed by the words we maybe SHOULD have said:
Bite My Tongue
We can’t go any lower. (Unless you’re the governor of South Carolina)
All offers are welcome (Although we may burn them and then stick needles in a doll that looks just like you.)
Maybe the sellers will give a credit. (Oops, there goes a chunk of my commission)
That’s just mildew. (Would you like to borrow my inhaler?)
It’s a great neighborhood. (Why is that guy driving off in my Beemer?)
The elementary school is not much of a problem. (As long as you’re Marlee Matlin.)
The high school is not much of a problem either. (As long as you are Marlee Matlin and you’re unconscious.)
You need a credit cleaner? (No, your uncle Tony the Terminator in Jersey does not factor in to your FICO scores.)
No, I don’t think your bankruptcy is a problem. (But the sheriff’s car coming up the driveway does not bode well.)
True, the bright colors you painted the house sure are “fun.” (Do you have any Dramamine handy?)
Sure, we can sell this for more than any other home in the area. (And I can fly upside down in a cow paddy rain storm while doing the Macarena.)
The Truth Often Bites Back
How clever – a cement yard that only needs a quick wash. (Your wife needs a quick shave, and she’ll still be ugly, too.)
Yes, I think you should disclose the leaky pipe in the basement. (Let’s make it bubble and call it a spa.)
You probably should have gotten a permit. (The sky needle on your house is interesting, but the sparks off the high wires may discourage potential buyers.)
Yes, odors are objective. (Although the corn processing plant down the street smells like infected feet and brings back fond memories of Uncle Herb, you may want to disclose it.)
No, I do not consider $150k less than list price a low ball offer. (Do you consider a slap upside the head assault and battery?)
Sure, we can call the shed a third bedroom. (And we can call your husband a gentleman if he gets his hand out of his pants.)
Yes, your collection needs to be put away before the open house. (I know you were a porn star, but I was the pogo stick champion of Elm Street, and I don’t carry my equipment with me.)
The duct tape on the window is not a problem. (But the finger print dust may be a deal breaker.)
A shopping center nearby is always a good feature. (But the Bail Bonds Emporium around the corner is best left unmentioned.)
Yes, a septic tank is common in this area. (Perhaps we can call the odiferous brown marsh in your back yard a wild life habitat.)
Don’t Push Your Luck, Dude
Of course you can back out if you get cold feet. (However, I will hobble you so you will never use those cold feet again.)
I agree, the church bells are lovely. (But I think the music from the pub across the street may be your lottery ticket.)
We’ve had no offers in six months, so we need to lower the price. (It will be hard to move this puppy with an agent hanging from a noose in your living room.)
And overheard at a July 4th open house: “The graffiti in the back alley is just the way kids nowadays express themselves.” (The chalk outline on the front walk is just the LAPD being cute.)
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