The Lost Keys!

One of the best parts of being an Estate Agent is the getting out of the office, meeting people, seeing various different houses and of course being a trusted person. You have access to literally millions of pounds worth of properties.

On Tuesday I had a second viewing at a property at 11:15. The first viewing a few days earlier went really well, we had held numerous conversations about the property, gained more information from the owner and discussed making an offer after the 2nd viewing.

Having not sold a property for a few days I was desperate to secure this one. You know the feeling when you have had a dry period of sales and you can see in the distance that you could be onto a sale you can sense the finish line, the buzz of the sale grips you and you want to do the best you possibly can to ensure you get the sale.

It was 10:45 and im still buzzing about the office doing bits as the property is only a 5 minute walk from the town centre. 11:05 comes and I decided to get myself ready, grab another brochure, get the keys out of the cupboard (that's after I have fought with our software/internet and the dreaded '****** is not responding') and walk down the road to the property, sell it, come back and have a celebratory coffee.......
UNTIL
I go to the key cupboard and...............the key isn't there! FAN-FLIPPIN-TASTIC. (how many times has this happened to you?)
I check my suit jacket pocket, check all the other key hooks, check with the other staff and then I remember, I was the last one there, the keys must be in my car.
I legged it out of the office to the car parked on level G of the concrete jungle that is the multi storey car park, open the car and.....NO KEYS.
Its 11:11 now and my second viewing commences at 11:15. I called the office and told the negotiator (who was happy to see me squirming) to call the viewers, tell them im stuck in traffic and ill be with them in 10 minutes whilst I drive home at the speed of Batman racing through Gotham City and check my other suit jackets to see if the keys are there.
Every minute goes by I can feel the sale slipping away, vanishing before my eyes.  I receive a text from said negotiator saying 'sorry mate, only a landline number'
I get home fly straight up the stairs and check all of my suits, jackets, jumpers and all the places that I could think of. Its now 11:21 and im officially late. Gutted!
I get back in my car and get onto the office to tell them I cannot find the key, I have searched everywhere when I turn around and look at the back seat of the car to see my suit jacket lying on the floor. (The suit jacket that I wore on the first viewing) The suit jacket that has the keys to the property!!

I got to the property at 11:34 to find that my viewers are not there! Im distraught! I hate being late and im not just late ive completely missed the viewing.

Just as im about to leave the viewers pop out of next door!! they had been having a cup of tea whilst waiting for me!

The moral of the story... failing to prepare = preparing to fail!