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Tell us your war stories from viewing occupied multi fa

First place we went to there was a tenant occupied unit upstairs at a place and the downstairs was vacant. This guy was home with his family, making dinner then eating dinner as we’re trying to look at the place. He knew we were coming, just didn’t care. This was awkward but didn’t really bother me at all, but my girlfriend felt extremely uncomfortable.

Next property had what I assume was a family of druggies.7. They all knew we were therr. We walk into a bedroom (the door was wide open) and a teenage girl is putting pants on. My real estate agent was sp embarassed, it was priceless. The girl didn’t even care! In fact she was telling us to come in even though she was half nude! Weird!

We go in the first unit (finally a vacant place!). Wreaks of cigarettes and generally just messy as hell. Snowboards tools and just crap laying everywhere. One bedroom has 2 padlocks on the outside of the door. I can only imagine what was behind that door. Another bedroom Wreaks of weed, and there are guns everywhere. Ok.

To the upstairs unit. OH! There’s a dog on the porch. He’s sleeping. Let me wake him up so he’s not startled when I open the gate and attack us. Here doggy! Yeah, no. The dogs dead. We get closer. There’s frozen blood coming from the dogs mouth.

Let’s try to ignore the dog it’s not our damn business. We go in,
places that sell cards against humanity, this tenant is home. 5 or 6 college kids. They did NOT want us there. It was very apparent, very awkward, and kinda had the feeling that it could get violent. So we said nothing about the dog and left pretty quickly.

We decided to check the barn before we left for good measure. The loft in the barn is pretty much a damn frat house, complete with 2 ty wooden bars and a stage with a stripper pole! Christmas lights and crappy speakers hanging from the ceiling.

I looked at a quad unit. The one unit we went in and there was people there when it was supposed to be vacant. Scared the crap out of the people. They were squatters who said they just moved in when they saw the paying tenant leave. Their couch was a back seat out of a van. The other tenant in another unit wouldnt answer the door. We left very soon.

Went to another multi family unit in a rougher part of town. Went to look at the basement unit. Door was cracked open. Realtor was pretty cautious which made me a bit more uneasy. More squatters with drug para. everywhere. We left and I bought neither buildings.

The worst we had was a young woman who asked us to wait about 15 minutes while she “tidied up” (read: hid their drug para.). She was clearly on something at the time, and was a frequent user, based on her teeth. Unit was otherwise disgusting, and they had written graffiti style on the wall and fridge. We ended up evicting them for not paying rent the following year.

My parents had a guy sleeping in his boxers on the couch once, and there was another unit that was so gross (gross = dirty + pictures of the male tenant in full tranny get up) that my dad did not let my mom go in and look.

I remember one 60 unit I sold for a client in a factory town. They took rent by the week as everyone would spend the check otherwise. These were all one beds. Right before the buyers came to do an inspection I was waiting in the office while they collected some back rent on a few units.

I could see them knock on the door from the office where I was sitting. The woman told the owner hold on for a little bit and I will have the money. 5 minutes later two guys went into the unit and about 25 minutes later they leave and the woman gives the owner the rent in cash. You don’t have to guess on that one. The only surprise I had when visiting a 3 bedroom duplex is that the owner was using it as a “rooming house” and renting by the week instead of a conventional method ($100 per room per week).

So each bedroom had its own lock on the door and the living room, bathroom, and kitchen were “common areas”. The current occupants (2 of the rooms) came out and were chatting with us about how much they liked the place. But I didn’t want to buy a “rooming house” place. I looked at a house where the bank had let a homeless woman and her daughter stay there to “keep an eye on the place,” but she lived like a hoarder and had 5 live chickens running around inside the house. It was sad because she said she and her daughter were living off the eggs. She clearly didn’t want anyone to buy it because not only was it like a hoarder house but she went out of her way to point out the severe termite damage in the walls and ceiling as well as the massive number of scorpions and badly water damaged porch.

We were living in a MD town close to DC. We checked out a vacant HUD house and obtained the keys from the town administrator. It was super creepy, but we walked around the first floor before walking upstairs. I went up first, my wife behind me. Just as I had walked up enough to see the landing, I saw a body! I turned around quickly, and zoomed down the stairs, accidentally knocking my wife down in the process. I scooped her up and we were our the door. After we were outside, I told her what I had seen. We called the administrator to report the finding. At that point, he asked the address. Turns out he had given us the wrong set of keys. The house we had been in was due to be used by the fire academy for training. The “body” I saw was “Rescue Rick,
stores that sell cards against humanity,” a fireman dummy that they use to practice pulling people out of burning buildings!!

My favorite was a time I went with a buddy to look at a side by side duplex. The first unit was vacant and we checked it out. When we got to the other side,
cards againsthumanity, it was occupied. My friend went to knock on the door and it was partially open. We could hear a TV inside. I told my friend that he’s about to get shot when the door whipped open and a skinny guy wearing only underpants was at the door. He asked us what we wanted. My friend said, “We came by to see your unit.” I started laughing and the tenant was offended and asked what he meant by that. My friend went on to say that he was there to view the unit that he lived in and the guy calmed down. I stopped laughing after about an hour,
cards against humanity in store?, but still bring it up every once in a while.

Another time, I went to look at a upper lower duplex that was owned by two butch lesbians. One of the bathrooms looked like the floor in front of the tub was a little spongy. I firmly put my foot next to the tub to see if it was solid and my foot went right through the floor. Those two women were not happy and wanted me to reimburse them for the damage. I had no interest in doing so and made my escape before things got ugly.

It’s funny when you invest in The Netherlands like I do. Weed is legal in doors (and users are very normal young people), but it’s still hilarious how embarassed tenants are when the smell is still hanging around while you inspect the unit. (Less legal is growing weed. We had a REIA meeting last Thursday, about 20% of those present have had a weed farm in one of their houses. Damages from 10,000 to 80,000 EUR and not always covered by insurance.)

I once visited a unit occupied by a hoarder of old vinyl records. There were literally thousands of them, stacked from floor to ceiling. The unit itself had become invisible. One floor up, another unit, we were greeted by the tenant’s ax.

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