Several years ago. 3 bd. 2 bath track house about 30 years old. The sellers were in the process of a divorce (you will probably figure out why).

The seller was rough looking; tattoos, 5-6" folding knife in a sheath on his hip, keys on a chain, etc. Unwilling to let me into the garage. I commented that this would limit the inspection as the FAU and water heater were in the garage and continued on my inspection. 20 minutes or so later, he decided to let me in and I found that the garage was absolutely packed with metal and large metalworking tools like a welder, brake, punch, drill press, etc. I looked at the water heater and furnace and went into the house to find the thermostat (gone maybe 15 seconds). When I returned to the garage, it was locked. I explained that I was not finished and he yelled and swore, told me that I don't know how to do my job. I carefully explained that, since the thermostat was in the house, it was necessary for me to leave the garage in order to turn it on. 5 or 10 minutes later, he let me into the garage again so I could finish the furnace inspection. After which, he locked the door and went out to the street, took out his folding knife and started carving into the hood of his truck. I can still picture him, barely controlling his rage by taking it out on his truck.

Man, I wanted that inspection to be over.

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