I know it is weird.
And I realize this post has very little if anything to do with home inspections in Seattle—or anywhere else for that matter.
I know it is even “wrong.”
I don’t even know what headed me down this strange road of denial and self abrogation.
To live in Seattle and to have never had a Latte, Cappuccino, or a Macchiato (even had to look that one up to see what it was) is indeed a worthy feat—-if not a little unbelievable.
I think it all started out because:
1. I don’t like standing in line.
2. I don’t like loud noises.
3. I don’t like standing in line listening to loud noises.
That pretty much sums it up. I prefer my caffeine fix straightupblack—-no noise—-just peace and quiet—-while the blood starts to course through my brain again. An IV drip, “Breakfast Blend” in a dark, quiet place would be ideal—deep in the man-cave.
At any rate I was so excited the other day when the agent at my inspection brought me a Macchiato and I didn’t have to listen to the noise—-plus it came with the morning paper (sports section yet)—not sure if I was supposed to read the paper during the inspection or after.
But as it turned out this Seattle Home Inspector did NOT get to veer from his Road Lattéless Traveled after all—-but instead got to stay in his comfortable rut of:
Black coffee,
Peace,
—-and quiet.
Looks like I have been upstaged by staging again.
Charles Buell, Real Estate Inspections in Seattle
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Wow, fake macchiato — that’s extreme! Any time you want to share tips on how to look past staging toward basics, I’m interested.
Daniela, interesting question. It really is no different than a home that is furnished—except that there is the tendency to think that maybe it is being placed to cover things up. I actually find this pretty rarely true. The other factor is that there is usually a lot less of it than in a furnished home and is “lighter” or even “fake” so it is easier to scoot out of the way to have a look.
Hey Charlie,
I was a student of yours at BTC back in 2010. Business was just picking up on South Whidbey island when the wife and I moved to Richmond Virginia. In the spirit of recycle/reuse I had picked up a good supply of moving boxes on Craigslist While staging our home for the real estate ad photos we got creative with a stack of boxes and put a few quilts over them to disguise them as a queen sized bed. Work wonderfully. Alas the house is still for sale though.
I see those fake beds a lot—my buyer sat on one the other day and the whole thing just collapses. That is why they usually have a sign “do not sit on the bed” 🙂 So are you morphing into a Virginia home inspector now? Check out Jay Markanich there.