Okay, none of my associates was really surprised when I told them that just about every house I showed in the city of Flint over the last two weeks had broken windows and had been robbed of every bit of copper piping in the basement. I could not believe it, though. I'm still a bit green, I guess. I was a little embarrassed, even, in front of my clients. Even more awkard, though, was making it to the upstairs and finally finding the source of the stink we had been trying to identify. "I think those are lizard turds" Mr. Buyer said, having spotted the potato sized droppings spread about. Mrs. Buyer told him he was crazy, "that's dog doo doo! What's wrong with you?" They were laughing, thank goodness, but this Reba was too mortified to say anything but, "EW". I knew Mr. and Mrs. Buyer had a good sense of humor, though, when I met them for the first time a week prior to the aforementioned poop and pipes incident. We were walking around a property on a snowy Sunday and my left foot found the edge of the snow covered driveway and twisted as I stumbled off the edge. That particular ankle was not long ago shattered and reconstructed so it gave away quite easily, taking me down on all fours then bouncing me back on my bottom. Mr. Buyer sprang very quickly to my aid while Mrs. Buyer doubled over in laughter. She could barely breathe as she brushed the snow and dirt off my coat! I loved these people right away! These are the type of things that make my job so fun. But what irritates me is how I GOT to this situation.

My new customers and I were wandering around the slippery property trying to figure out how to get into the house because the lockbox had been STOLEN! Are you kidding me? I EXPECT to be challenged by the needs of my Buyers, eccentric Sellers, scheduling conflicts, winterized, no electricity dark, scary houses, even Mother Nature. But my own peers? Is it so tough out there that we have to sabotage each other?! Apparently so because it happened to me FOUR times in a seven day period. (stolen lockboxes or stolen keys) Come on Guys, isn't there enough adventure without making things tough on each other and wasting people's time? Look what we have to go through!!! :-) It makes me wonder through what torment are other Agents suffering! :-)

Hey Realtors, we know you read our blog! Stop lurking and share with us some funny stories. Do you wear flea collars around your ankles to protect yourself when entering some houses? Has your Seller's German Shepherd ever latched onto your arm and proceeded to chomp up and down it, once his master left the room? Have you ever fallen into a pool to save your Pregnant Customer from falling in? Been "accidentally" subjected to nekked pictures of your Sellers? Been startled awake by Shoppers at an open house you were conducting? (Neither have I!!!! But I have heard tales!) Been carried up and down the stairs by your Clients, when your ankle was broken and you were crutches bound, because your dear Buyers valued your opinion of the basement and upstairs? (yeah, that one's me).

In celebration of Superbowl Sunday, specifically the commercials, show Reba some love and share your favorite Real Estate stories. What the heck... Buyers and Sellers, give us funny stories about your Realtor. That'd be fun to hear! I'll be back with some more of my own and my fellow STREETERS. OOOOH! But right now I gotta watch some SuperBowl ads!