Pitfalls and Potholes

Today took the cake. It's hard enough to get buyers out with the F-word* sprinkled about the business section, loan products vanishing like doppelgangers in a carney, and half of L.A. rigging low-tech swamp coolers, or clinging to the coastline like egg-protecting penguins. But road closures too?

Thanks to the planned, traffic-limiting abutments at the Arlington end of 20th St., the Meyers Residence (2361 W. 20th St.) cannot be reached by car without crossing Cimarron--where today road work took place. Cars were ticketed and towed (isn't towing penalty enough?), barriers and road closure signs were erected, and my brokers open....well it didn't exactly set attendance marks.

A few found their way. One spirited agent/buyer combo vaulted the barriers, "it'll weed out the meek," they offered encouragingly. Another party parked three blocks away, "not only is the street closed," he confirmed, "but there's a movie shooting on the next block and there's no parking there either."
"Great", I muttered, "it was hard enough working against dour sentiment and mother nature, now I've got to take on guys in reflective vests, lots of guys in reflective vests."

*the new F-word: foreclosure!