Failure to Communicate

Posted on April 16, 2005 - Filed Under Housing |

I decided to take control of the situation again.  Carolina asked me
to come by his office to sign some paperwork.  I called him and left
him a message, saying that I wasn’t going to sign any paperwork until
my offer had been accepted.  This was ridiculous.

My phone chirped a few minutes later.  It was him.  I let it go to voice mail.  I was too angry to get it.

My day only got worse.

Another friend wanted to see the condo.  I got her into my car and
away we went.  On our way to Long Beach, my phone rang again.  It was
Carolina again.  This time, I answered it.

Carolina:  "Cliff, what’s going on?"
Clifford:  "Carolina, I’m
tired of this entire deal and I’m not feeling good about it.  You want
me to sign more paperwork yet the seller hasn’t said anything about
accepting my offer or not.  I’m not lifting another finger until this
deal is done."
Carolina:  "It’s done."
Clifford:  "What’s done?"
Carolina:  "The deal!  The seller accepted yesterday."
Clifford:  "And when were you going to tell me?"
Carolina:  "I thought it would be a surprise for today."
Clifford:  "Carolina, the deal of my life went through and you didn’t bother to call and tell me?"
Carolina:  "I’m sorry.  I’ll never make that mistake again!"
Clifford:
"I’m about ready to sign my life to the largest amount of money I’ve
ever seen.  If this deal changes, I am to be the first to know.  Do you
understand me?"
Carolina:  "Yes sir.  Can I get you to come in and sign the paperwork?"
Clifford:  "I’ll be there Monday."

Idiot.

Oh, it gets worse.

We show up at the condo and notice that there is an open house going
on.  There were two condos left: the one I was purchasing and one on
the bottom.  Obviously the open-house was for the remaining unit.  So I
figured this would be a great chance for us to get inside and get some
information.  I knew Carolina wouldn’t be there so whomever was there
would tell us a few more things.

We fed a cover story to the lady real estate agent that was there.  Our story:  we were a couple, looking to buy a condo. 

Why not?

Well the lady there told us a bunch alright.

First off, none of the units have been sold.  None.  Two had offers
and both fell out of escrow because of funding.  Another unit (mine)
was in escrow at the time and the offered had been accepted.  I asked
the lady if there were any other pending offers on any other of the
condos.  Nope.  Not a one.  We had our pick of the litter.

I hate liars.

I cannot stand them.

Carolina told me that all the units had been sold.  Plus, he told me
that there were other offers on my condo.  You can call these sales
tactics if you want but they are lies to me.  If you want to earn my
respect, be honest.  I would have put in an offer on the condo anyway
because I thought it was a good deal.  But this tainted the entire
process.

And here’s a news flash.  The neighbors facing my front door?  It’s
an apartment building filled with all kinds of boom boxes.  I heard
them all.  Mariachi music to hard rock to Indian music.  It was so
stinking noisy, I could barely breath.

I have a sinking feeling in my stomach.

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