Thursday, July 13, 2006
 

Making the Sale


Hi, all, it's Carla Radling, coming to you for the first time. I'm a realtor here with Kanner Lake Realty. Have been for the past six years. Thinking of buying a vacation spot in our beautiful area? I'm your gal.

I'm in my early thirties and single. Looking for the right man, but that is another story.

Let me tell you about the last sale I made. Definitely not the usual kind.

It all started with a call from a prospective client wanting to see a house over on Lakeside Drive that had just listed. Okay, easy enough. We set a time for Saturday afternoon. Let me tell you, it was hot that day. I got to the house a little early, just to make sure the owners hadn't turned the central air off before they closed up the house (they were out for the day). I walked in and sure enough, it was a little stuffy. You'd be surprised how climate and ambience can affect the showing of a home. It's a lovely house with twelve-foot ceilings and ceiling fans in almost every room. I turned up the air a little, then proceeded to flip on the ceiling fans.

Everything went fine until I got to the den. I turned the fan on in there, then headed back to the hall.

Whoa. What was that loud humming noise?

Envisioning a wire shortage and burning down the house, I ran over to flip the fan off. I turned from the wall--and got hit. Hard. I went down like a rock.

Stalker, murderer, thief? No. As I picked myself up from the floor, I saw the culprit. One white blade from the ceiling fan lay near me. Hm. It had a few red stripes on it. Hadn't seen that when the blade was on the ceiling.

Okay, I'm a little slow. Give me a break. I'd just been hit in the face with a hefty ceiling fan blade. I looked down and saw some red smears on the hardwood floor.

Blood. Mine.

The doorbell rang.

Well, this obviously wasn't going to be a typical showing. Funny the reaction you get when you open a door with blood smeared on your face. The couple, bless 'em, came to my rescue. They helped me clean up and even took me to the emergency room.

Two hours and six stitches in the forehead later, we returned to finish our tour. Yup, that's me--always eager to serve my clients. The couple had been waiting for this house to go on the market, and even a vicious human-striking ceiling fan wouldn't keep them from their dream home.

Now folks, isn't that just the kind of realtor you want, whether you're buying or selling? Six stitches, plenty of bruises, and rather dazed in the noggin--and I still made the sale.



Posted by ~ Bailey Truitt @ 6:00 AM
Comments:
Geez Louise, Carla. So that's where you got the hit in the head.

Honey, you augha' done heard the rumors goin' round...well, I'd better not go into them here.

You know and I know...a lot of the people we know could screw up a one car funeral..let alone a rumor.

I'm glad your all right.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 11:26 PM
 
Carla, you sound like my kind of agent.

If we like what we see on our visit, maybe you can fix us up with a nice little summer-cabin on the water? Nothing fancy, but it has to have indoor plumbing.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 12:16 AM
 
Wow, Carla! You're one dedicated agent. If we ever get around to buying a vacation home, I'll definitely look you up.

Great story! Thanks for sharing it with us.
Posted by Blogger Jennifer Crosswhite : 8:16 AM
 
Yowza! Whacked in the head with a flying blade? Good grief, we could be sisters. Sounds like my luck. Well, good job getting the sale Carla. My hubby and I are thinking of moving to the area. He's being transfered to the Verizon in Coeur d'Alene. Do you have any listings with around 20 treed acres with at least 4 bedrooms, shop, barn and fenced pastures--resonably priced? What is the real estate doing in that area?
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 9:01 AM
 
Wow Carla! You've definitely proven to have grit, that's for sure. No wonder you're rumored to be such a success. Sounds like nothing stands in your way. If I ever decide to get up that way I'll look you up for sure.
Posted by Blogger Malia Spencer : 10:26 AM
 
Carla, you have grit. I appreciate that in a person. I raise a glass to your continued career.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 10:29 AM
 
Carla found us our home when we moved a couple years ago. I'd recommend her as a realtor any time.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 10:31 AM
 
My son's a realtor. Although he never was attacked by a ceiling fan. I can't imagine how one blade would break off like that. Carla, you're really lucky you weren't hurt worse.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 1:47 PM
 
Hi, Carla, it's Carly! Name's almost the same. Anyway, glad you're okay. My mom's a realtor. (Guess there are a lot of those around.) She once had a client nearly set a house she was showing on fire, but she's never gotten hurt herself. I told her your story. She said you sound like a good realtor.
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 1:50 PM
 
Now that's what I call true devotion to the job. Good thing it wasn't a "killer sale." I'll be sure to look you up if I consider buying a vacation home here. Gonna hang around a bit more and get a better feel for the place. :)
Posted by Blogger Tiffany Amber Stockton : 7:58 PM
 
Carla, you sound like our WONDERFUL realtor here. She still managed to get to our house inpsection despite the stiches she'd just gotten from a glass coffee table crashing on her ankle. That's dedication. I know who to call now if we ever decide to invest in the area. Thanks!
Posted by Blogger Dineen A. Miller : 1:21 PM
 
What a trooper! I know who to contact when I purchase my second home.
Someone who knows how to handle an beast of a fan. :D
Posted by Blogger Pammer : 10:15 PM
 
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