So I nearly died the other day at a showing in Flint/Flushing. Literally died. Like poor little "Thomas J" in MY GIRL. Upon attempting to enter the home we noticed some bees buzzing about. There was a big ol' nest right above the front door. Opening the door would have riled the bees up so we looked at other possible means of entry. Bees everywhere! No entry. A waste of everyone's time. Similar to, but more dangerous than, the missing lockbox key. Come on Sellers! Whether you're a person, a bank or an Agent representing the bank, take care of the bees! You want to let the lawn grow to the windows, fine, we can look beyond that. You haven't the strength to clean the poo up off the hardwood floors, we'll plug our noses and step carefully. But killer bees swarming the property? That's a whole different thing! I hope you noted infesation on your disclosures! At a bare minimum we should be able to view a home without looking danger straight in the eye. Or the stinger.

Okay, maybe I didn't actually almost die. Perhaps I unknowingly took a wrong turn and got lost on the way there and only heard about the bees from my creeped out Buyers who called and told me not to come. But THEY were in danger. One of them was highly allergic. And of more importance to the Seller, they told me not to come. They were no longer interested in purchasing the property. Bummer.