Unprofessional estate agent that swears

anselld

suziqqq wrote: »

I really don't care that he swears thats not what my OP was about. Its the fact that he said it to me about my my buyer. Im sure most of his clients get on his nerves but you don't go round stating it to other clients, thats not professional. If he can't handle working with the public then maybe he should reconsider his career

Your buyer is not his client.

Gwhiz

Storm in a teacup!

Time to move on to more important matters.

The end!

stressfulmay

Estate Agents are unprofessional though aren't they. Some seem to wear it as a badge of honour. I am a big girl and when I go into the Estate Agents office the broker and the younger lads in the office smile and snigger at each other...cutting edge humour..


I think they are immature knobheads, deal with my business and get on with my life. I'm never going to see any of them again once flat has completed and I just want it over with as soon as possible.


The behaviour that bothers me more is the glossing over of truths, the automatic ticking of boxes on my behalf and the shameless selling of products and "benefits" you don't need or want.

Gordon_Hose

Either ask him to curb his language in front of you, or move on and forget about it.

Not sure why you'd need to ask a forum full of strangers what to do.

verulamium

Nothing like making a mountain out of a molehill. I'm sure we've all sworn accidentally before.

Goldiegirl

Let's face it, who hasn't sworn about a customer or contact when you are at work?

But it's not professional to do it in front of another customer - he was wrong to do that.

What should you do

A). Pulled him up on it there and then.

. Complain to his line manager

C). Accept he was stressed and said it in the heat of the moment and move on

D). Accept he was an ignorant oik with a limited vocabulary and move on

DaftyDuck

I once loudly said the one word, "F##k" , to the Bishop of Ely.

I was walking down Ely railway platform and, out of the corner of my eye, saw a Monty Python-esque image.

A Bishop, in full regalia, including mitre hat and a very long, shiny rod (!), sitting on the platform, on a bench, eating a sandwich out of a polythene container, and dropping much of it on his highly decorated raiments. He had a Tesco bag beside him, and a bottle (that, unlike Father Jack's, contained Lemonade; Tesco's Value Lemonade; 2 litres of the stuff.) He also had a bunch of flowers.

To say I was distracted would belittle my confabulation.

Whilst looking sideways at his Most Reverend Eminence, I walked on, at speed - straight into a pillar supporting the roof.

I loudly expleted:

"F##k".

He looked up, having missed the incident itself, saw me, looked down again, then carried on eating. I walked on, nose aching.

He did not, as far as I yet know, submit a formal complaint to a Higher Authority. If he did so, I have yet to suffer the consequences.

I must go now: there's a man at the front door with a scythe.

C_Mababejive

DaftyDuck wrote: »

I once loudly said the one word, "F##k" , to the Bishop of Ely.

I was walking down Ely railway platform and, out of the corner of my eye, saw a Monty Python-esque image.

A Bishop, in full regalia, including mitre hat and a very long, shiny rod (!), sitting on the platform, on a bench, eating a sandwich out of a polythene container, and dropping much of it on his highly decorated raiments. He had a Tesco bag beside him, and a bottle (that, unlike Father Jack's, contained Lemonade; Tesco's Value Lemonade; 2 litres of the stuff.) He also had a bunch of flowers.

To say I was distracted would belittle my confabulation.

Whilst looking sideways at his Most Reverend Eminence, I walked on, at speed - straight into a pillar supporting the roof.

I loudly expleted:

"F##k".

He looked up, having missed the incident itself, saw me, looked down again, then carried on eating. I walked on, nose aching.

He did not, as far as I yet know, submit a formal complaint to a Higher Authority. If he did so, I have yet to suffer the consequences.

I must go now: there's a man at the front door with a scythe.

Have you submitted this sketch to the Monty Python team

propertyman

"Language, Timothy":rotfl:

We are all human and sooner or later something/one gets to you..:o

propertyman

I must go now: there's a man at the front door with a scythe.
Have you submitted this sketch to the Monty Python team

You must have had the salmon mousse.