This week I was out with buyers showing houses in Palm Bay. I met them at a nice home that was advertised as a short sale. Earlier in the day I called the listing agent for showing instructions on the property. He told me to knock first and then to use the combination lockbox on the front door.
When my buyers arrived, we chatted for a couple of minutes, then headed for the front door. I rang the doorbell a couple of times. No answer. I tried the lockbox code. It didn't open. I tried it again, it still didn't open.
So, I called the listing agent. "Could you please confirm the lockbox code as I am unable to get in to see this property?"
"Okay, let me go through my list of codes of what it could be. Here try this one." I tried it. Nope, that didn't work. I tried it again. No luck again.
"Okay let's try this one. Maybe this is it," he said. I tried it, and low and behold, that was the one. It worked. I thanked him profusely, I rang the doorbell two more times and unlocked the door. "Hello, is anyone home?" I called out, as I always do.
All of the lights were off and the shades were drawn. It was quite dark inside. I began flipping lights on. As we walked into the dark kitchen we noticed that there were 2 pots steaming on the stove. Uh-oh, I thought, someone must be here. I looked at the buyers and they thought the same thing. "Someone has to be home with pots getting ready to boil over on the stove."
"Hello, hello, anyone home?" No answer again.
Feeling a bit uneasy we headed down the dark hall and flipped on a light. I stuck my head in the door of one room while my buyer stuck his head in the room next room.
"Sandy, there's a woman sleeping in the bed," the buyer sputtered. He talked so fast, I wasn't sure what he had said at first.
I turned around, and next thing I know, my buyers were racing through the house towards the front door.
The woman woke up.
We had alarmed her.
She came down the hall and I told her I was there to look at the house and I had spoken to her agent to set an appointment.
"Is this a good time?"
She starting swinging her arms above her head and screaming in a language other than English. I'm not sure what she was saying, but it was perfectly clear that we were not welcome in her home. I knew she wanted us out, NOW.
I headed for the door, apologizing. "I'm sorry, to alarm you. I was unaware that anyone was home. I rang the doorbell several times, and there was no answer. I am sorry to have caught you at such a bad time."
As she continued waving her arms in the arm, suddenly she hesitated, she stopped and shook her head. Then, she began waving for me to come back in. "Are you sure?" I asked. She shook her head.
I called for the buyers to come and look at the home.
The seller began opening doors for us, all the while speaking in a different language.
We finished our tour and thanked her very much.
When we got outside the buyer's wife was shaking. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Oh my gosh, that scared me half to death. How often do you walk in on someone?"
"Not very often. Unfortunately, it's not the first time and it won't be the last."
As a seller I wouldn't want to come face to face with someone standing in my living room, without me knowing they were there. Although I had spoken to the agent and confirmed an appointment earlier in the day. And, I was standing out front talking with the listing agent, to get the correct lockbox code just minutes before we walked into the home.
Just another day in the life of a real estate agent.
I just hope one day I don't walk into the home of someone packing a pistol.

Sandy Shores REALTOR®, Melbourne/Palm Bay FL Real Estate
Brevard County Real Estate & Investing
I also buy, sell, rent, own and manage Investment Property.