So one component of our housing deal (added by the sellers) was that we had to get the house appraised in seven days after the opening of escrow. Our agent got a testy reminder from their agent's assistant this morning that tomorrow is the seventh day. Of course, they burned up a couple of those days by dragging their feet on getting completed versions of necessary paperwork, but no matter. They've established a pretty consistent pattern here; they can do whatever they want -- wait all day before calling us back, respond to 5 PM deadlines the following afternoon -- but we're expected to perform on demand.
On our side, our lender, E*Trade Mortgage, put in a "super rush" order for an appraisal on Thursday, and now ... nothing. I spoke with our E*Trade rep today, stressing that no, time really really was of the essence here, and she replied that she'd look into the matter, get on top of things -- all kinds of hard-charging, proactive sentiments -- and would call me back later in the day with a progress update. You guessed it -- she didn't call back! And now it's past five PM, and everybody's gone home for the day.
I'm beginning to suspect that the whole real-estate business runs on harvested anger and human misery. (And misspellings. So far I've yet to meet a real estate agent who can put more than two sentences in a row without egregiously misspelling something in at least one of them.)
Posted by Kevin at September 27, 2004 05:42 PM