So my realtors that I work for know that there is a cost to me going out and doing free quotes on their properties. If we're going to spend my time and fuel traveling to do quotes, I am going to grab anything that will fit in my Ranger and generate a few bucks as compensation for running out there. This has been discussed with ALL of them without exception and they are fine with it. After all, their goal is an empty house.
So my one guy, (we'll call him shotforbrains) calls and says he's got a foreclosure not far from me, gonna probably take two dumpsters to empty it, please go give him a quote. There is no lock on the house everything is open. Get there and this place is packed FULL of good usable stuff. Craftsman rolling tool box, crates and boxes of eBay merchandise, old computers and electronics, tools, woodchipper, you get the idea. I'm having an eyegasm.
Well it happens I stopped there with my stake truck and two of my guys, so I had them start loading up. I do some calculations to cover my labor, but basically I am ready to do this place almost for free.
So I call shotforbrains and start talking pricing, he's very happy with numbers I am giving him, and I mentioned something that made him realize I was still on the property. He says "Oh you've got to get out of there!" Immediately my Burly Sense starts tingling.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't own the house yet, I'm BIDDING on it, and other bidders may be walking through."
"MOTHER****ER! Are you effing kidding me?"
I am on the fence for about two minutes. Do I put stuff back or just get the heck out of Dodge?
Actually, that is suspenseful enough at that point that I will let people chime in with what THEY would have done before I finish the story. What would YOU have done at that point?
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