Ring! Ring! Its Zillow Calling......... Today I was running some errands and when I returned to The Juke Of Earl-estate, I noticed I missed a call. I called back and a fellow answered saying: This is Mike, thanks for holding. I said, Oh, I wasnt holding, I missed a call from this number, and I am retuning the call. Mike said, Oh, thanks! Well this is Mike from Zillow. Thunder clapped, lightening struck, and birds fell out of the darkened sky. (did you see it?) (And truly, I couldnt even stop myself. It was as if I were possessed.) I said, ZILLOW?!?!?! I HATE ZILLOW!! HATE. Poor Mike, he was in the wrong cubicle today. He said, Oh, have you advertised with Zillow? No! I said, I would NEVER advertise with Zillow. Mike said Oh thats too bad, can you tell me why? *****this is the part where I am looking at you, the reader, with a wry smile on my face, as if to say, Can I tell him why?****** I said, Yes Mike, may I call you Mike? I proceeded to tell him how Zillow has incorrect information that they list as The Facts on a property. I told him that I have four homes listed in my own neighborhood and that Zillow just throws arbitrary values around, and how would they know better than I, what the values are in my own subdivision? I told him how, I have a seller who assumed it was MY doing that the facts were incorrect, and that a seller would naturally assume that their agent is responsible for what Zillow posts on its site. Mike then asked me if I alerted Zillow to the problems. ********(Im looking at you again)************** Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike.........(seriously, today was not his lucky day) Did I alert Zillow to the problems? I said. Of course I did, and then I got this nice email from your machine, that told me of your good neighbor policy, blah, blah, blah, and that NOTHING has been changed. (Now, just in case you think I went overboard with poor, dear Mike, I DID tell him, that I do not hold him personally responsible, and that I know it isnt his fault, but that I would never, ever advertise with Zillow) He got his Manager, and others (I could hear them murmuring around him. It reminded me of the part in Midnight Express where all of the crazy inmates are saying, Walk the wheel.) and Mike was relaying to them what I was saying. And just as I was getting to the part where I wanted him to explain how they determine their values on property, he hung up. Okay, MAYBE he didnt hang up, because I was on a stretch of road where I sometimes drop a call. So perhaps it was coincidence that he might have hung up then, but it is likely I dropped the call. But one thing was for sure. Mike and I would never speak of this again. I drove home 20 miles over the speed limit, because I had whipped myself into a fire-y frenzy of fury. And finally, Karma being what it is, I am betting that one day I win a random prize, like a years worth of free advertising on Zillow. It will be like The Gift of the Magi only in reverse where they both hate each other.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 22:25:49 +0000
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