It Ends...HERE!!!

On Monday, August 8, 2005, the evil Realtor left me a voice message at 10AM saying that he was showing the house the following day at 3PM…I returned his call to inform him that he was mistaken…

The following is a partial transcript of a phone conversation between myself and the evil Realtor on Monday, August 8, 2005.

Realtor: I’m showing the house at 3PM tomorrow…is that ok?

Me: Well….normally, yes, but it’s only 24 hours, and not 48.

Realtor: Yeah…what’s up with that?

Me: Well, according to the RI Tenant’s Law, you have to give me 48 hours notice before entering my apartment.

Realtor: Look, I know all the bullshit the goes along with that…

Me: Bullshit? I’m glad you think breaking the law is bullshit…it’s illegal…

Realtor: So is driving over 55…

(ed. note, I believe this is the same excuse kids give their parent’s when they’re caught drinking…)

Me: True, but driving over 55 doesn’t violate my right to privacy…

Realtor: Well, what’s the difference if I come in even 2 minutes early as long as you’re not there?

Me: There’s a HUGE difference…it’s against the law!!! How do I know the person looking at my apartment’s not a klepto or something?

Realtor: Now, you know that’s not the case.

Me: No, I DON’T know that’s not the case, Vin,…

(ed. note, Realtor starts trying to talk over me)

Me: HEY….I’m talking now, you are not…you’ve broken the law on four separate occasions now.

Realtor: Look, I’m not mad here…I’m not mad at you. I just wanted to sell this house and help you look for one.

Me: I have an agent already, thank you.

(ed. note, at this point, the Realtor totally loses it and starts yelling)

Realtor: You know, I’ve been in real estate for years now, and I’ve never met anyone like you…

Me: That’s sad, because I can only imagine how many times you’ve manipulated the law and took advantage of people who don’t know their rights just to make a buck.

Realtor: (ed. note, completely over the edge now) …and I gave you my BIBLE!!! I haven’t heard back from you, I’ve tried to get in touch with you…

(ed. note, Realtor gave me an MLS listing book for June 2005 last month…it’s now 2 months out of date…ass)

Me: Vin, don’t play that. I have caller ID, internet phone, and a cell phone. I have records of every single incoming and outgoing call and your number has yet to show up on any of those records…

Realtor: OK, look, I want my book back. I’m not getting into a pissing contest with you here. When can I show the house?

Me: Well, you called me at 10AM, so you can come over anytime after 10AM on Thursday…

(ed. note, I realized after I hung up that I should have said Wednesday, but oh well…)

Realtor: Fine, I’ll be over there Thursday at 11…..

At this point, both parties hang up, and I feel completely vindicated…no pun intended…the r3alt0r g0t pwn3d…w00t!!! Sad, though, that the first phone call I get from him came only after I reported his activities to his boss...