The client I was working with wanted a new construction home
at least 3000 square feet with four bedrooms, a large kitchen, and room for a
deck on the back. We visited several new
home sites over about 3 weekends.
One home in particular we viewed was just beautiful. Of course it was the model so everything in
it was an upgrade. But in this home it
made sense, all the upgrades complimented each other. If you have recently seen some model homes,
that is not always the case. Anyway as
we walked through the home my clients were getting more and more excited.
The first floor had all hardwood floors; the kitchen, a chef’s
dream. There was a guest room (or
office) with full bath at the back of the house, past the kitchen. Out back, the yard was a good size, room for
a deck and even a pool if they wanted it.
There was actually a porch covered by an overhang from the second story,
and that extended out into the yard a few feet.
The first floor complete, we climbed the stairs to tour the
second floor. Four additional bedrooms,
including the master suite. An enormous
FROG that was staged as a home theater room.
Upstairs laundry room. Great
flow, awesome layout. The clients were
loving it.
Off the master suite was a balcony overlooking the backyard;
in fact that balcony is what was covering the porch below. So we walk out onto the balcony and the wife
half of my client shuts the door. Common
courtesy and normally not a huge deal. What none of us realized was that it was
locked.
The on-site agent was downstairs at the front of the house;
we were upstairs at the back of the house locked out. When we came in, and as we toured the home, I
did not see anyone else. Not a problem,
right? Just give the agent a call and
ask her to come up and let us in. Not so
much…I did not get the agent’s card so I did not have a number. I knew neighborhood name, but not the Broker’s
name (the company marketing the home).
What to do, what to do…couldn’t climb done, nothing to
use. Wasn’t going to jump. Couldn’t really yell, no other houses or
people nearby. Tried pulling on the
door, yup it was locked. I’m really glad
that my client’s had a good sense of humor.
The end is a bit anti-climactic, no big rescue, no overnight
stays on the balcony. After about 20
minutes another family was coming through, saw us waving and let us in.
So the lessons I learned…always get the agent’s card when
you walk in. Always check to make sure
whatever door you go out is unlocked so you can get back in. Luckily it wasn’t cold or rainy or snowy or any
bad weather at all. Bad weather would
have changed the whole dynamic. J
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