House Showing #1

There is a first time for everything. Sometimes it goes so bad you want it to also be the last. So it was for this first showing of the house.

It was a man from Oatman. Said his wife wouldn't move from Hawaii unless he had a decent house. She wanted nothing to do with a trailer up in Oatman. Yes, he was a serious buyer, he said. So he made an appointment to bring the wife.

We cleaned and fixed and got the place ship shape in the next few days. Clean doesn't last long with the dogs, dust and general living but I sure do enjoy it while it does. If only someone else would do the work. Anyway...

The couple arrived without notice forty minutes early. I scrambled to get the dogs into the Rhino and out of the way on a walk leaving Bob to handle the showing on his own. Maybe next time we should just shove the dogs into a closet and let them bark.

When I returned an hour later Bob was angry, confused and disappointed. He had looked forward to showing off everything we'd done in renovation but the couple nearly ran through the house hardly looking at a thing, expressing little interest, appearing like anything but real buyers. Fifteen minutes later they were gone, the man's parting words that he had to show his wife the house he bought for her in Oatman.

Huh? House in Oatman??

We still haven't figured what that was all about, but I bet we need to be prepared for more and worse before we find a real buyer.
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