So, in my last post, I posed the question: "What could POSSIBLY go wrong?"
This post shall be dedicated to answering that question.
When we last left our hero and heroine, they sent back a counter offer that met the buyer's (Let's call them Buyers B) original offer halfway, to which Buyers B said no. That's it. Just -- no.
So, in true housing market free fall, we caved and countered again to accept their first offer. Then Buyer B said, "Well...now, we don't know." Funny...when they initially made that offer, they knew. But when we come across as desperate, suddenly the house doesn't seem worth as much, I guess. Otherwise, we wouldn't come down to their original offer. So a few F bombs behind their backs later, while they hemmed and hawed and allowed their original offer to lapse and expire, the potential buyers before them (let's call them Buyers A) came back from the dead (so maybe we should call them Zombies) and made us another offer. I never told you about Buyers A. They low-balled us and we countered with our original asking price just to tell them not to fuck with us like that. Apparently it worked, and they came back again with a more decent offer. So now we are in the middle of deciding to jump on their offer or counter. What to do, what to do. We could just jump on their offer, because we're kind of beaten down with this whole thing and don't care any more. On the other hand, we don't want to come across as desperate and take their first offer. Ok, their second first offer. Because for some reason, if you don't haggle enough, they don't respect you and they drop you like an intelligent sitcom (where you may be smart and funny, but it's not about that.)
We just want out already. It's like being nine-and-a-half months pregnant. We don't care if it's fugly, we just pray it's healthy. In other words, we just want an uneventful escrow. We've been rode hard and put away wet before; we've had the rug pulled out from under us at the 11th hour (bowlful of cliches, anyone?) and we will have to kill some folks if this torture doesn't end soon. So when Greta Van Something displays the face of some missing person or persons (depending on just how pissed off we are) on the screeen, you'll know whose names to turn into the FBI.
So, in true housing market free fall, we caved and countered again to accept their first offer. Then Buyer B said, "Well...now, we don't know." Funny...when they initially made that offer, they knew. But when we come across as desperate, suddenly the house doesn't seem worth as much, I guess. Otherwise, we wouldn't come down to their original offer. So a few F bombs behind their backs later, while they hemmed and hawed and allowed their original offer to lapse and expire, the potential buyers before them (let's call them Buyers A) came back from the dead (so maybe we should call them Zombies) and made us another offer. I never told you about Buyers A. They low-balled us and we countered with our original asking price just to tell them not to fuck with us like that. Apparently it worked, and they came back again with a more decent offer. So now we are in the middle of deciding to jump on their offer or counter. What to do, what to do. We could just jump on their offer, because we're kind of beaten down with this whole thing and don't care any more. On the other hand, we don't want to come across as desperate and take their first offer. Ok, their second first offer. Because for some reason, if you don't haggle enough, they don't respect you and they drop you like an intelligent sitcom (where you may be smart and funny, but it's not about that.)
We just want out already. It's like being nine-and-a-half months pregnant. We don't care if it's fugly, we just pray it's healthy. In other words, we just want an uneventful escrow. We've been rode hard and put away wet before; we've had the rug pulled out from under us at the 11th hour (bowlful of cliches, anyone?) and we will have to kill some folks if this torture doesn't end soon. So when Greta Van Something displays the face of some missing person or persons (depending on just how pissed off we are) on the screeen, you'll know whose names to turn into the FBI.







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