Call realtor, she says, house is vacant, sliding door is open. House is in a fair quality neighborhood, 25% of homes are not maintained.
Go through the sliding door, shout "Hello!, Appraiser!, Hello!", house is decorated typical REO mess. I can hear dripping water under the sink and see a trail of water from the kitchen to the sliding glass door, meandering through the debris on the floor. I proceed from the family room to the kitchen and just as I turn into the vacant, sunlit living room, I see the side profile of a derelict looking man, who looks like Bruce Dern on a bad day, sitting alone in a chair the middle of the room. I reach back to my back pocket and grip my 4-pound loggers tape.
'Bruce' says, "You didn't knock?" I say, "Realtor said the house was vacant, sliding door was open and I shouted "Hello, Appraiser"."
Bruce says, "You should have knocked first." I say, "I'll do that next time. So I'm going to inspect the other rooms, is that okay?" Bruce says, "Okay."
I proceed into the other two bedrooms and bath, with a have a tight grip on clipboard and tape. I tell the Bruce that I'll be outside now. Bruce says, "Its a sunny day." I say, "Yes it is. Good bye."
I call the realtor and say, WTF, there was a bum in the house. Oh, that the former owner and he still thinks he owns the house, he has dementia. He sometimes shows up. He shouldn't have been there. I say, "It would have been nice to have a heads up Laurie."