<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	
	>
<channel>
	<title>
	Comments on: Inspections Can Sometimes Be Embarrassing	</title>
	<atom:link href="https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories</link>
	<description>Appraisal News and Tips for Real Estate Appraisers</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2026 03:12:26 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>
	hourly	</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>
	1	</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>https://wordpress.org/?v=7.1</generator>
	<item>
		<title>
		By: don		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24296</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[don]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2018 22:56:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24296</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24275&quot;&gt;Mike Ford, AGA, GAA, RAA, SCGREA, Realtor®&lt;/a&gt;.

Retrospect  humanized all of us

Hope you had as nice a Christmas as I.

&#038; a Happy New year]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a target="_blank" href="https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24275">Mike Ford, AGA, GAA, RAA, SCGREA, Realtor®</a>.</p>
<p>Retrospect  humanized all of us</p>
<p>Hope you had as nice a Christmas as I.</p>
<p>&amp; a Happy New year</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24296" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Mike Ford, AGA, GAA, RAA, SCGREA, Realtor®		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24275</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Mike Ford, AGA, GAA, RAA, SCGREA, Realtor®]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2018 12:20:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24275</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[Mine was showing up for a case intended to go to court. I was a designated expert. ALL attorneys and parties were to meet there. High-end neighborhood. Big deal easement issue that entailed a demand for illegally built significant improvements to be removed.

I got there early as I usually try to do. Found my brand new digital measuring wheel didn&#039;t work. Not even with new batteries. Asked owner where the nearest hardware store was and explained wheel didn&#039;t work and my normal tape backups were in my other car. He was great about it - loaned me his 25&#039; steel tape measure and even held the other end for me on the longer runs.

No doubt who was holding the &#039;dumb&#039; end of the tape that day.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mine was showing up for a case intended to go to court. I was a designated expert. ALL attorneys and parties were to meet there. High-end neighborhood. Big deal easement issue that entailed a demand for illegally built significant improvements to be removed.</p>
<p>I got there early as I usually try to do. Found my brand new digital measuring wheel didn&#8217;t work. Not even with new batteries. Asked owner where the nearest hardware store was and explained wheel didn&#8217;t work and my normal tape backups were in my other car. He was great about it &#8211; loaned me his 25&#8242; steel tape measure and even held the other end for me on the longer runs.</p>
<p>No doubt who was holding the &#8216;dumb&#8217; end of the tape that day.</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24275" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Retired Appraiser		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24264</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Retired Appraiser]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2018 12:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24264</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[Mine was the hoarder house from hell.  My first but not last encounter with a hoarder.  The owner met me in her car parked in front of the home.  Her entire care was full to the roof of stuff (except for the drivers seat).  She informed me that I couldn&#039;t go in the house but I could do my inspection through the windows.  I told her that was not possible.  After enduring her anger for 30 minutes she finally allowed me to step into the home.  The entire house was filled with stuff around 5 - 7 foot deep with only tiny trails 1&#039; wide.  Some rooms were inaccessible completely.  I was able to access perhaps 3 of 7 rooms.  She was terrified that I would disturb something and she would never be able to find it again.  In the end the entire appraisal was a bust and she called it off.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mine was the hoarder house from hell.  My first but not last encounter with a hoarder.  The owner met me in her car parked in front of the home.  Her entire care was full to the roof of stuff (except for the drivers seat).  She informed me that I couldn&#8217;t go in the house but I could do my inspection through the windows.  I told her that was not possible.  After enduring her anger for 30 minutes she finally allowed me to step into the home.  The entire house was filled with stuff around 5 &#8211; 7 foot deep with only tiny trails 1&#8242; wide.  Some rooms were inaccessible completely.  I was able to access perhaps 3 of 7 rooms.  She was terrified that I would disturb something and she would never be able to find it again.  In the end the entire appraisal was a bust and she called it off.</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24264" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: don		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24262</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[don]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 23:55:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24262</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24249&quot;&gt;JC&lt;/a&gt;.

This was my greatest fear. Some yrs ago a client greeted me in his front yard and stated he had a sick dog in the orchard behind the pool, he asked if I needed to see beyond that fence I assured him a causal look and his statement would do. As in inspected the roof I needed to step up on a bench for perspective, I casually looked back over the high fence and saw his sick dog, it was named MARY JANE and was tall and a bright green. I couldn&#039;t&#039; help my self and stop the giggles, as I tried to hide my emotion he turned bright red

I reported the sick dog in the VA report and never heard back]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a target="_blank" href="https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24249">JC</a>.</p>
<p>This was my greatest fear. Some yrs ago a client greeted me in his front yard and stated he had a sick dog in the orchard behind the pool, he asked if I needed to see beyond that fence I assured him a causal look and his statement would do. As in inspected the roof I needed to step up on a bench for perspective, I casually looked back over the high fence and saw his sick dog, it was named MARY JANE and was tall and a bright green. I couldn&#8217;t&#8217; help my self and stop the giggles, as I tried to hide my emotion he turned bright red</p>
<p>I reported the sick dog in the VA report and never heard back</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24262" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: JC		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24249</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[JC]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 02:17:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24249</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[I would say falling into the pool while I was stepping further back to include more of the rear photo. That was a pretty embarrassing and costly experience.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I would say falling into the pool while I was stepping further back to include more of the rear photo. That was a pretty embarrassing and costly experience.</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24249" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Coach		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24239</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Coach]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2018 19:37:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24239</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[A few years back I walked in a house to a 6 foot high pile of trash. After maneuvering my way to the living room the owner invited me to sit. He explained that his son was suppose to clean the house and apologized for the &quot;mess&quot;. The son suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He started yelling, swearing and spitting at his dad. The father swore back at the son... the yelling got louder. Feeling a little awkward, I told the father I had forgotten a document in my car. As I was heading to the door, the situation got out of hand and they started punching each other. As you can imagine, I didn&#039;t stick around to find out what happened next and got the hell out of dodge!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few years back I walked in a house to a 6 foot high pile of trash. After maneuvering my way to the living room the owner invited me to sit. He explained that his son was suppose to clean the house and apologized for the &#8220;mess&#8221;. The son suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He started yelling, swearing and spitting at his dad. The father swore back at the son&#8230; the yelling got louder. Feeling a little awkward, I told the father I had forgotten a document in my car. As I was heading to the door, the situation got out of hand and they started punching each other. As you can imagine, I didn&#8217;t stick around to find out what happened next and got the hell out of dodge!</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24239" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Jack Of All Trades		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24236</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jack Of All Trades]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2018 18:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24236</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[The most embarrassing moment was dealing with AMC’s with a huge touch of anger]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The most embarrassing moment was dealing with AMC’s with a huge touch of anger</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24236" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Mike		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24235</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Mike]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2018 17:49:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24235</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[This just happened to me a few weeks ago. The owner left work to meet me on his lunch break. We pulled up at the house the same time.  He opened the door to let me and he went back to his truck to do some paperwork. I go through the downstairs, then go upstairs to find his high school aged daughter and her boyfriend going at it in her room.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This just happened to me a few weeks ago. The owner left work to meet me on his lunch break. We pulled up at the house the same time.  He opened the door to let me and he went back to his truck to do some paperwork. I go through the downstairs, then go upstairs to find his high school aged daughter and her boyfriend going at it in her room.</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24235" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
		<item>
		<title>
		By: Carl		</title>
		<link>https://appraisersblogs.com/embarrassing-appraisal-inspection-stories/#comment-24233</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Carl]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2018 16:04:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://appraisersblogs.com/?p=20464#comment-24233</guid>

					<description><![CDATA[The most embarrassing was when the homeowner answered the door only wearing lingerie. And it was a dude!!!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The most embarrassing was when the homeowner answered the door only wearing lingerie. And it was a dude!!!</p>
<div class="cld-like-dislike-wrap cld-template-4">
    <div class="cld-like-wrap  cld-common-wrap">
    <a href="javascript:void(0)" class="cld-like-trigger cld-like-dislike-trigger  " title="" data-comment-id="24233" data-trigger-type="like" data-restriction="cookie" data-already-liked="0">
                        <i class="far fa-smile"></i>
                    </a>
    <span class="cld-like-count-wrap cld-count-wrap">    </span>
</div></div>
]]></content:encoded>
		
			</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
