Oh Please Let This Lady Be My Tenant
Yesterday I showed one of the vacant rental houses to an older lady (65-ish) and her Mom (85-ish). When I arrived at the property, both of them were in the back yard looking at one of the fruit trees. A good sign.
I introduced myself and let them into the house to take a look. I don’t like to crowd people so I told them to take their time looking and that I would be outside. They spent 20-30 minutes looking around the house. Another good sign.
When they were finished, they came out of the house and I asked them if they had any questions. The younger of the two women spoke up and said that they liked the layout but in a quite agitated way said, “…but there are things I would need to do.”
To myself I said, “Here we go…”
She said that she would need to fence the backyard (for the dogs), paint the inside, install a dog door, change the refrigerator to (get this) a side-by-side model with an ice-maker because, “…that’s what I’m used to.”
Needless to say, I was laughing my ass off to myself the whole time. This is exactly the kind of tenant you DO NOT want. I just know that the second day after they move in, I’ll get a call with a list of what’s wrong with the house and that would be AFTER the move-in inspection.
Thanks, but no thanks.
