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Bad News for Annapolis Area Home Sellers: 5,000 People Won’t Be at Your Open House on Sunday
April 4th, 2008 Categories: Fun Fridays, Sellers
They’ll Be Hanging Out with Us at the 34th Annual Running of The Marlborough Hunt Races at Roedown, in Davidsonville. Maybe You Should Just Join Us.
It’s one of our favorite rites of spring: put on the boots, pack up the tailgate party, and head out to the rolling meadows of historic Roedown Farm for a spirited afternoon of steeple-chasing. (The name goes back some 300 years, the story goes, to when a couple of Irishmen set up a race between two church steeples.)
The big draw may be the races, but it’s the tailgate parties that set the festive tone for the day. Groups large and small fill the hillside flanking the race field, the aroma of barbecue and beans hanging over the assembled like a cloud. It’s awesome.
We - Bev and I - have the good fortune to belong to a select group of locals who judge the tailgate party food and award ribbons for the best in several categories. It’s a tough assignment, especially when the entrants stoop to bribery with double-strength mint juleps and choice wines when we show up. Rest assured, we are beyond reproach. Usually.
So try to make it if you can. The festivities don’t wind down until late in the afternoon, so tell your Realtor she can do an extra-long open house if she likes.
Meanwhile, here’s a classic clip from the annals of horse racing that I thought you’d enjoy. I look at this from time to time to get in touch with my inner 13-year old.
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What Marcey D and tomwilliams102 Reminded Me About Being a Good Realtor
March 28th, 2008 Categories: Fun Fridays
We keep things fun around here on Fridays and only tackle the lite stuff. It’s a nice way to end the week…
Given all the hardship in the world, I should probably just shrug this one off. But I wasted an entire hour this week, a victim of one of those frustrating episodes that have become all too common in the computer age.
It all began with a bill in the mail for Internet service from a provider I don’t use, for services I never ordered. I tried phoning to clear up the mess; a recording informed me that they had a higher than usual call volume and hinted that I would probably turn into petrified old coot before they picked up. Would I prefer to try their ”easy online chat support?”
Why not? Five minutes later I was instant messaging with “Marcey D.” As best as I can recall, the conversation went like this. (You’ll just have to imagine the 2 to 3 minute delay Marcey needed to type each 10 word response.)
Me: Hi. I’ve just received a bill in the mail for services I’ve never ordered. Can you help?
Marcey D: I’m sorry to hear that. Would you please provide your password for the account? Our records show it is your pet’s name.
Me: No, you don’t get it, Marcey. I don’t have a pet and don’t know the password because I didn’t set up the account. Someone named tomwilliams102 did.
Marcey D: I’ll be happy to assist you tomwilliams102. Please provide the last 4 digits of the credit card you used to start the account.
Me: Marcy, please listen: I’m not tomwilliams. I’m Ken Haedrich and I just want to clear this up! Am I talking to a real person?
Marcey D: (Extended delay)….Yes.
Me: Then you’re dumber than dirt, Marcey, and I hope your boyfriend runs off with your best friend and empties your bank accounts, too!
Okay, maybe I didn’t really type that last one. But I sure felt like it after this went
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