light hearted thread funny viewing experiences

[isseywithcats]

back in the eighties when we sold our house the worst and best day i had with viewings was as follows
came home from work and the dogs (a lab and border collie) had got into the front room, it looked like they had a party in there
contents of the sideboard all over the floor, vinyls and videos all over the floor, contents of the waste paper basket all over the floor, cushions off the sofa and chairs, ironing basket emptied everywhere,
five minutes later got a phone call from the estate agent could a couple come for viewing in an hours time, looked at the bombshell that was my front room, said yes why not, scooted the kids upstairs to tidy their rooms, hid what i could chucked everything else out of sight flew round with the hoover, (luckily kitchen was pristine,) done 3 minutes before they arrived, and guess what they were the ones who bought our house

I was the viewer - looking at first home with then fiance in the early 90s. Went to look at a house at 6pm - owner showed us round. They hadn't tidied up AT ALL! Cooking dinner, kids and dog everywhere,. Clothes drying on radiators. His (stated) view "if you like the house you will like it whatever state its in so we don't bother tidying up".
ps we didn't buy it!

I moved town to live with my new husband, we were renting a house while we looked for a home. I didn't know the area well. I had a day on my own walking around looking at houses. I saw one I liked went and got the details from the estate agent, viewed and fell in love. Came back and told PIL the silence was deafening. When DH came home I told him about the house and was upset his parents didn't share my excitement. DH asked if there was a light on in a window, yes there was. He then explained that it was the local brothel, if they were busy they turned the light off. When walking around it just looked normal. We didn't buy it.

We were early for an appointment, and the large group of people before us were still viewing so we wanted outside (also to nose round the neighbourhood) until our time.
Some of the group came out the house and left, whilst some were still in there. The EA shouted at us to come in now, but we thought we would be polite in letting the previous group finish their viewing and we could wait until they left.
EA had to explain to us that they wouldn't be leaving because they all lived there...very embarrassing

love the brothel one and cant understand people who want top dollar for their house but dont tidy it up

As a viewer:

Dead mouse on the floor in the middle of the hallway - I'm like "oh, dead mouse" and have to take an extra long step over. EA is like "oh, that shouldn't be there" and kicks it off to the side under a radiator.

Viewing a flat and its owned by an older gay couple who were both home. They have tuned the 2 bed flat into a total party/orgy flat - fancy kitchen with huge wine fridge in excess of the kitchen space really, disco lights, hot tub on the tiny balcony(!) and 3 small shower rooms but only one had a toilet (i'm assuming you just piss in the shower?!) and in the master bedroom you can't really go in and walk around because it is made up of a giant bed on the floor with like 3 normal mattresses. None of this was clear on the pictures to view! One of the guys is sitting there, watching TV dressed only in his very short silky dressing gown. Oh, and they have a cat and it decides at that moment to get up on the dining table and sick up a fur ball

These are awful!
We looked round one house when the woman started sobbing saying her and her fiance were splitting up, even told us to offer well under the asking price as he was desperate to sell.
We left and suggested to the agent someone give her a hug and keep her away from future viewings!

Pre - Internet, I called in to an inner London Estate agent to pick up some details. He said 2 of the flats were within walking distance and he had the keys if I wanted to look at them.
The second one, we walked into this nice large bright kitchen with thr central table strewn with porn magazines, all open at Centrefold totally naked legs akimbo photos.
Estate agent hurriedly positioned himself between me and the table, insisting I look at the fantastic view out the window - of the back of another building - while he tried to shut the mags scrabbling behind his back.
I assume the owner wasn't expecting any viewings when he left for work that morning...

I viewed a house which the father owned and his kids lived there. The son was in bed with his girlfriend and they just pulled the covers up giggling.
Another time I was being taken around a few houses by the agents. We walked into one, had a good poke around, lovely, tidy... then I asked where the third bedroom was? The agent said hmm let me look at the floor plan... only to realise we were in the wrong house! The door was unlocked and it was beautifully presented but not on the market! We beat a hasty retreat.
And of course the usual setting the alarm off and the agent not knowing the code... getting locked in and agent having to get his colleague to beg a key off another agent to let us out....

I viewed a house which the father owned and his kids lived there. The son was in bed with his girlfriend and they just pulled the covers up giggling.

DP was living in a rented flat that was on the market to sell - happy to allow viewings with 24h notice. Had all been working fine, they say when they wanted to do a viewing and we could ensure we were out/dressed.

At 10am on a Sunday, the bloody EA comes in without any prior arrangement, without knocking and barges straight into DPs room where we both are in bed. Went suitably radio mental at the EA for that.