Open House Fun House
December 14th, 2011I’ll get right to the point. I hate hosting an Open House. Statistics show that less than 2% of homes are sold via a public Open House. However, many sellers think that Open
Houses are a sign that their realtor is working hard to sell their property. National Open House weekends are a rite of spring, and sellers are quite demonstrative in their demand
for an Open House to showcase their house. Open Houses bring “traffic” through the listing. Sometimes it’s the traffic that’s the problem.
I would usually prep for my Open Houses the preceding day. I would print out some brochures in other price ranges, and other locations to have available for the hordes. Personal hygiene on the day of the big event was linked to the price of the listing. Minimum price for a morning shower was $200,000. Clean, pressed clothes went for $350,000. For half and million and up, I’d shave my legs. My laptop would be loaded with a variety of property searches. Low end to high end with a mix of lots, condos, homes and commercial property. I wanted to be ready for anything. Maybe Donald Trump will stop in today! Next, make sure the place looks OK. Stash the trash and dirty laundry; put out the balloons and signs, and open the door. That’s when my nightmare would start. What do you do down the Shore in the summer when it’s raining? You look at houses. Next thing you know you have a family of 8 who just got off a bus. They are eating hoagies and dropping bread crumbs all over your client’s home. Hold the onions, please. One of the primary responsibilities of a Realtor is to screen and qualify potential buyers. Instead, when this crew leaves, I count the silverware
Then comes a wave of newsy-body neighbors looking to find out what “Joe” wants for his house. I got to know some of the neighbors at Open Houses so well, they would bring me food. Of course they were looking for information, gossip or both; for that they’d spring for lunch. A public Open House is a good way to introduce yourself to a community, and often an enterprising Realtor will connect with other people on the block who want to discuss their real estate needs. This results in future listings. Again, this may not do the seller any good, but it works for the agent.
Somewhere between the bus people and the neighbors, I’d find time to meet the couple looking for some design ideas for their kitchen or maybe someone looking for a floor plan idea for their new home. That’s how my wife and I spend rainy days in the Dominican Republic. We can’t come up with any ideas on our own so we go to Open Houses. Now we have a Dominican-style master bath.
Open Houses near the beach can be particularly eventful. I could girl-watch from the front porch and tell the Goths to wash the sand off their feet before entering. Motels with pools that were being converted and sold as condos were prime for this type of activity. People in towels looking for a bathroom walk in. When they come in groups, things did not always go as planned. Crowd control would be next to impossible. Security can be an issue both for the seller’s property and for the agent. I got concerned they might find my lunch. I struggle to gain any kind of information about them. “What price range are you in?” “Are you working with a lender?” “Are you pre-qualified?” “Is that your dog?” Joggers stop in. Occasionally they would sweat on the furniture. I suggest clear plastic slip covers to the seller. A code enforcement officer tells me to take down the signs. By day’s end it sinks in that none of these people will ever remember me. They don’t even remember the houses. I’m just another anonymous Realtor; I’m “Open House number 43.” On a “beach” day no one would stop by the Open House. Never one to waste a moment I would do next week’s lesson plans and practice Spanish.
I’d take a break and flashback to those days before cell phones and the internet when people actually came into your office and talked about real estate with you personally. You could qualify your buyers, and coherently interact with your sellers. You had much more control over the situation. Back then we relied on a “listing book” for information. It was about the size of a Volkswagen. In the case of particularly obnoxious client, you could use it as a weapon. Now I scare them with a wireless mouse and the listing price. As technology became more common, less people actually came into a real estate office. Armed with misinformation and knowledge born of ignorance, they ride down the street wasting their time calling the number on every “for sale” sign they see. They’re so busy rubbernecking that they don’t even know what street they’re on. You ask them to ride to the closest intersection and read the street names to you. They stop at every Open House along the way. A good Realtor could save you hours of time and a lot of gas. He could email you everything in your price range, with the right number of bedrooms and all the features you want in the neighborhood you desire. He can give you up to the minute prices of everything that has sold there and how long it took to sell it. That’s why this stuff was invented. But that’s too easy. Instead, every weekend this summer thousands of unpaid real estate agents are watching strangers walk through your living room. Hide the jewelry.
Reprinted with permission of Cape May Magazine. Past issues of Cape May Magazine are available for purchase online. To read this article in its entirety visit capemaymag.com and follow the link for “back issues.” Published in Fall, 2010 issue.














