We met with a third realtor this morning and it was a slam dunk. The guy works my neighborhood and I have seen his newsletters for at least 15 years circulating through it. His figures were high, but not too high, according to this 35-year veteran of the real estate game.
He’s not as high-powered as Alec Baldwin in Glengarry Glen Ross (awesome flick), but he definitely knows his stuff. If we get the price he is setting, I will be a happy camper. But I don’t want to get my hopes too high, but (fingers crossed) in this insane Arizona housing market, anything seems possible.
So he is coming by to get the blood signatures on the listing agreement tomorrow morning and it will go live on June 10th.
Exciting times indeed.
Today was Day 1 for buying our new SUV.
Started with Chevy and the Traverse was about the right size, but kind of blah. I do want a bigger engine and all-wheel drive as we will be dealing with snow where we are moving to. The kid who helped us was totally inept. We might have been his very first customers. I told him if I decided on the Traverse, he would get the sale.
Traverse OUT.
Then we checked out the Toyota SUVs and came away liking the Highlander. We got in and out of three different showroom cars without ever being approached once by anyone. They must think their cars sell themselves. But we did like the Highlander.
We left for our final visit of the day and looked at the Nissan Murano, but we have also crossed it off our list.
Tomorrow we will hit Hyundai (Santa Fe), the Kia Sorento, and the Honda Passport.
I did not mention Ford because that brings up another of my pet peeves, namely when people talk over you or look through you. I am on the online chat with a Ford sales associate and everything was going fine. As I shared my contact information, I let the girl know I was not going to be providing a phone number and would appreciate only getting emails.
So in her next chat bubble she asks, “what is a good phone number to contact you at?”
I respond “I don’t want to provide a number at this time. Please contact me by email at this time.”
Right on cue, she types (and I bullshit you NOT) “What did you say was a good number for you?”
End chat.
So now, I am thinking of ruling out our visit to the Ford dealership entirely no matter what they have to offer.
Just another example of the importance of good customer service, n’est-ce pas?
This is going to be the easiest sale in history because for once in my life, I am exploring ALL my options before buying a new vehicle. So once our minds come together (scary) Karen and I will decide and then go BUY the car after test-driving it.
I’ll keep you posted.
Stay well.
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