Because You Had A Bad Day
By TISH GOODMAN
Guest Columnist
After thirteen years in the real estate profession, the day I have been uneagerly awaiting has finally come. I have now had my "official" first bad day at work.
The other morning, Ann Lauren, an intern from Ole Miss working with me this summer, and I went to take photos of a foreclosed property by the hospital. We unlocked the door as usual and then went in to do our work.
I went in the first bedroom to take a photo and realized that the window was partially opened. I then turned to tell Ann Lauren to check the window when I realized that I was not alone in the room! Behind the bedroom door stood a man wearing nothing but his underwear!
Of course, I immediately started screaming and panicked...Ann Lauren realized what was going on and she ran out the back door to get her phone. While she was running, I found myself trapped in the tiny bedroom with this scary, half-naked man in his underwear.
Needless to say, I was petrified! And since my camera was the only thing I had in my hand at the time, I naturally tried to defend myself with it and somehow accidentally snapped a photo in the process. What developed is priceless:
This photo tells the complete story. Ann Lauren was in action and was readily at my defense...running the opposite way! If anyone knows this guy, please tell him to stay out of my properties because my blood pressure can't take much more of this!
Editor's note: This post was originally published on August 11, 2006 at 11:03 a.m.
Guest Columnist
After thirteen years in the real estate profession, the day I have been uneagerly awaiting has finally come. I have now had my "official" first bad day at work.
The other morning, Ann Lauren, an intern from Ole Miss working with me this summer, and I went to take photos of a foreclosed property by the hospital. We unlocked the door as usual and then went in to do our work.
I went in the first bedroom to take a photo and realized that the window was partially opened. I then turned to tell Ann Lauren to check the window when I realized that I was not alone in the room! Behind the bedroom door stood a man wearing nothing but his underwear!
Of course, I immediately started screaming and panicked...Ann Lauren realized what was going on and she ran out the back door to get her phone. While she was running, I found myself trapped in the tiny bedroom with this scary, half-naked man in his underwear.
Needless to say, I was petrified! And since my camera was the only thing I had in my hand at the time, I naturally tried to defend myself with it and somehow accidentally snapped a photo in the process. What developed is priceless:
This photo tells the complete story. Ann Lauren was in action and was readily at my defense...running the opposite way! If anyone knows this guy, please tell him to stay out of my properties because my blood pressure can't take much more of this!
Editor's note: This post was originally published on August 11, 2006 at 11:03 a.m.
Comments
Was he homeless?