I'm in the market for a multi family, and this week alone has been FULL of stories.
To start off, I guess some tenants just don't give a rats *** when a potential buyer is looking at their place...and they just hang out.
Awkward.
A few quick stories from this week.
They get weirder as they progress. ..
First place we went to there was a tenant occupied unit upstairs at a place and the downstairs was vacant. This guy was home with his family, making dinner then eating dinner as we're trying to look at the place. He knew we were coming, just didn't care. This was awkward but didn't really bother me at all, but my girlfriend felt extremely uncomfortable.
Next property had what I assume was a family of druggies.7. They all knew we were therr. We walk into a bedroom (the door was wide open) and a teenage girl is putting pants on. My real estate agent was sp embarassed, it was priceless. The girl didn't even care! In fact she was telling us to come in even though she was half nude! Weird!
Ok, now today- the strangest.
We go to a duplex in a very nice area, but based on the exterior the place probably needed work.
We go in the first unit (finally a vacant place!). Wreaks of cigarettes and generally just messy as hell. Snowboards tools and just crap laying everywhere. One bedroom has 2 padlocks on the outside of the door. I can only imagine what was behind that door. Another bedroom Wreaks of weed, and there are guns everywhere. Ok....
To the upstairs unit. OH! There's a dog on the porch. He's sleeping. Let me wake him up so he's not startled when I open the gate and attack us. Here doggy! Yeah, no. The dogs dead. We get closer. There's frozen blood coming from the dogs mouth.....
Let's try to ignore the dog- it's not our damn business. We go in, this tenant is home. 5 or 6 college kids. They did NOT want us there. It was very apparent, very awkward, and kinda had the feeling that it could get violent. So we said nothing about the dog and left pretty quickly.
We decided to check the barn before we left for good measure. The loft in the barn is pretty much a damn frat house, complete with 2 ****** wooden bars- and a stage with a stripper pole! Christmas lights and crappy speakers hanging from the ceiling.
We called the SPCA when we left. Hopefully they do something about the dog.
I'm sure everyone has a story or two. Bring them on!