My seller called me in a panic because a neighbor told her the house across the street sold for $50k more than we listed hers. What she failed to mention was that house has an extra bedroom, a renovated kitchen, and doesn't back up to a busy road. I spent forty-five minutes explaining comps for the hundredth time. She interrupted me to say maybe we should "just wait for the market to improve." Ma'am, we've been on market for six days. SIX. We have two showings scheduled for tomorrow. She then suggested I wasn't "marketing aggressively enough" because she hadn't seen the listing on her cousin's Facebook feed yet. I calmly explained that's not how targeted advertising works. She asked if we could raise the price by $30k "just to see what happens." I said no. She said she needed to "think about our partnership." I'm now stress-eating leftover staging cookies in my car while she texts me Redfin screenshots of completely irrelevant properties in other zip codes as "evidence" I priced her wrong.