Apparently we are playing "Silly buggers"
I got a call from the estate agent again today, the vendor hasn't accepted my offer, but they wanted to see a proof of address and a proof of identity. For anti money-laundering purposes apparently...
Hmmm, the correct response I think is, "What the fuck!?". (And I don't often use multiple punctuation I can tell you, I'm the son of a retired English teacher after all.)
I tempered my initial thoughts somewhat and came back with the following answer, "Let me get this right, yesterday they point-blank refused to play the game and negotiate in the universally accepted manner. And now they haven't even accepted my offer, but they're expecting me to jump through hoops?"
Estate agent: "Er, yeah, I'm not too happy about it either, on the good side at least they haven't rejected your new offer and they're asking for this, so this could be a good sign that they are ready to progress now".
Moi: "Er yeah, I'm not convinced."
At about 2PM this afternoon I dropped by the office and handed over a bank statement (I was careful to choose one with a £125K balance, ho ho, hopefully should stop them prating me about) and my passport, when they had finished taking copies, I very calmly and carefully explained to the estate agent, "I want to buy a place with the minimum of fuss or hassle, to that end, any further nonsense, or playing their own game and expecting everyone else to dance to their tune and I'll be withdrawing my offer then looking for somewhere else to buy."
The guy was most contrite, and tried to explain that his job is to work for the vendor, I explained I could see his point of view, but after only one day I was at the end of my tether with them, they had had as much leeway as they were going to get. Twice in two days they had changed (or attempted to change) the rules of engagement for this process. Twice is enough for the whole deal.
I received a call this evening from the estate agency again, apparently the vendor does not work weekends so no news until Monday now, fine by me. He also let slip that mine is the only offer from their estate agency and that there are no offers at all from the other two agencies. All good news, this property has been on the market for three weeks now, and just three months ago would have been snapped up in a matter of days, now there are three estate agencies trying to sell it, and there has only been one offer (from yours truly) in three weeks. I am so in the driving seat, if they accept my offer, I may retract it and resubmit back at £335K just for fucking me about.
Yes, I know I have a low tolerance for people titting me about, or inventing new rules once the game has started. :)
Hmmm, the correct response I think is, "What the fuck!?". (And I don't often use multiple punctuation I can tell you, I'm the son of a retired English teacher after all.)
I tempered my initial thoughts somewhat and came back with the following answer, "Let me get this right, yesterday they point-blank refused to play the game and negotiate in the universally accepted manner. And now they haven't even accepted my offer, but they're expecting me to jump through hoops?"
Estate agent: "Er, yeah, I'm not too happy about it either, on the good side at least they haven't rejected your new offer and they're asking for this, so this could be a good sign that they are ready to progress now".
Moi: "Er yeah, I'm not convinced."
At about 2PM this afternoon I dropped by the office and handed over a bank statement (I was careful to choose one with a £125K balance, ho ho, hopefully should stop them prating me about) and my passport, when they had finished taking copies, I very calmly and carefully explained to the estate agent, "I want to buy a place with the minimum of fuss or hassle, to that end, any further nonsense, or playing their own game and expecting everyone else to dance to their tune and I'll be withdrawing my offer then looking for somewhere else to buy."
The guy was most contrite, and tried to explain that his job is to work for the vendor, I explained I could see his point of view, but after only one day I was at the end of my tether with them, they had had as much leeway as they were going to get. Twice in two days they had changed (or attempted to change) the rules of engagement for this process. Twice is enough for the whole deal.
I received a call this evening from the estate agency again, apparently the vendor does not work weekends so no news until Monday now, fine by me. He also let slip that mine is the only offer from their estate agency and that there are no offers at all from the other two agencies. All good news, this property has been on the market for three weeks now, and just three months ago would have been snapped up in a matter of days, now there are three estate agencies trying to sell it, and there has only been one offer (from yours truly) in three weeks. I am so in the driving seat, if they accept my offer, I may retract it and resubmit back at £335K just for fucking me about.
Yes, I know I have a low tolerance for people titting me about, or inventing new rules once the game has started. :)
posted by C at 6:14 pm
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