I’m an outgoing person. Most people like me. I read people well and am adaptable to most situations. So it was with great surprise that from the moment I walked in to this listing appointment, I couldn’t warm up to these prospective Sellers, nor obviously they to me.
The sprinklers were going when I arrived and I ran up the sidewalk to avoid the spray. A completely updated Arts and Crafts home, from the moment you walk in, the oak floors glistened in the main room. From there the new white carpet was perfectly manicured. As I normally do when I walk into pristine homes (and have just come through a sprinkler), I took my shoes off at the door so my heels didn’t mar the beautiful oak. I followed the homeowner from room to room in my stockinged feet. After we had a tour of the house, I continued to try to figure out how to read this strange couple. We sat at the dining room table as I gave my very professional listing presentation (they seemed to be the type that didn’t want ‘homey,’ so I played it by the book).
Nothing could warm this cold couple up, so I abruptly ended my proposal (I had no desire to work with someone like this). I asked them to call me if they had any interest and promptly left. The next day my curiosity got the better of me and I called to ask what they had decided. They told me they had chosen another agent (duh), and, wondering what in the world had happened, I said, very sweetly, “May I ask what it was that made you decide on someone else?” Mrs. Seller haughtily said, “We would never want someone like you to list our home. YOU TOOK YOUR SHOES OFF WHEN YOU CAME IN THE DOOR!” She proceeded to tell me that she couldn’t even concentrate on my presentation because I was so rude as to sit at her dining room table in my stockinged feet!
In retrospect we all could say, “It would have been polite to ask first.” Of course it would have been. The fact of the matter is, if someone doesn’t like that this Florida girl took off her shoes out of respect for the work they’d done in their home, I assure you I had no desire to list for them. I take rejection personally, but this was one time I thought, “Thank heavens!”