- Episode 37 -
As I enjoyed the past holiday weekend with one of my best friends, we started reminiscing about “old times” and one of the funniest stories that happened to us, which still brings us to tears laughing nearly 20 years later. Since it pertains to real estate she suggested I blog about it…so here goes!
In my “BRE” days (Before Real Estate) I had the pleasure of living in the great state of Oklahoma, in Norman, for nearly five years. I always say that Oklahoma has the best beef and brisket I ever tasted (sorry to the folks in Texas), the most wicked storms I ever experienced (if I could be anything other than a Realtor, then I would be a meteorologist), and some of the best built and affordable homes with the most customized features I ever saw.
Back in the mid 90’s Oklahoma City and Norman both did what they called a “Parade of Homes”. For those who aren’t familiar with this term, a “parade of homes” at that time was new construction, single family homes that were built and ready for purchase. Once a year the builders have citywide open houses, and they publish the details about each home in a huge, full color magazine that is the sought after treasure of buyers and residents just waiting for the two-weekend event to begin. This was truly a highlight of our year. We would study the magazine, map out our route (in those days there was no such thing as a car GPS system) and be ready to begin our full weekend days touring these gorgeous dream homes.
The homes were all over the cities. You would go from one to the other, and in some cases be lucky enough to have a few in the same location. After two long days of traipsing from property to property, seeing all the latest in new style appliances, home gadgets, and exterior landscaping features, we came across a small development in which a few of the homes were part of the parade.
We finished seeing the first house and moved onto the second one that was right next door. Without missing a beat, we then started up the walkway to the third home in that row. As we approached the front door we noticed a cooler on the porch and were delighted to see that this builder was kind enough to supply ice cold water bottles for the “paraders” so we kindly helped ourselves.
When we opened the door, there were folks sitting around the dining room table that looked up at us a bit confused, but were pleasant just the same. Figuring they were just resting for a bit from the parade, we smiled and waved and proceeded to open the closet door that was in the foyer of the home. My friend commented to me that the closet was a bit too small and I agreed. We then stood in the foyer, pointing out other things that we didn’t really like about this house – the living room was rather small, and the carpets on the floor had to go.
As we started to move further into the home, one of the people sitting at the table got up and kindly said, “we’re sorry…but this is our home…and it’s not part of the Parade of Homes.”
My friend and I looked at each horrified of what we had just said about this family’s home and apologized to them for just coming in uninvited. We hurriedly tried to get out the door, still holding the water bottles that we took from their cooler on their front porch and stumbled over each other as we ran to the car.
You could not write a better script if you tried and it still makes us laugh until we hurt to this day.
Kay Conageski is a professional Realtor® with The Keyes Company based in Plantation, Florida. Check out her RESAAS profile ›