My seller called me seventeen times on a single Sunday because she was convinced the open house sign I placed was "at the wrong angle" and making people drive past without stopping. I wish I was exaggerating. She sent me photos from her car, parked across the street, analyzing the sign's visibility from multiple positions like she was conducting a NASA trajectory study. When exactly three groups came through instead of her expected "at least twenty," she spiraled. Called me crying, saying I had "sabotaged" her sale. Then accused me of secretly wanting the house to sit on market so I could collect more commission somehow. That's not even how commission works. The kicker? We had a full-price offer come in that same afternoon. You'd think that would calm her down, right? Wrong. She rejected it because the buyer's agent "seemed too eager" on the phone and that made her suspicious. Now we're three weeks later, the house is still sitting, and she texts me daily asking why there's "no activity." I've started telling my husband I have showings just so I can sit in parking lots and decompress.