The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the combination of pettiness on display here. Your seller rejected a FULL-PRICE OFFER because of a SODA CAN, and instead of recognizing this as the behavior of someone who should perhaps not be selling real estate to humans, you simply stood at the window like a disappointed heron watching a fish escape. Reginald once witnessed a man refuse to buy a perfectly good Colonial because the doorbell played three notes of "Für Elise" and he found it "too European," and even THAT made more sense than rejecting legal tender over aluminum refuse. But YOUR crime, agent, is not your seller's lunacy — it is your SILENCE while that neighbor transformed himself into a one-man anti-welcoming committee, greeting prospective buyers like some kind of feral HOA president with a grudge. You stood there thinking "finally someone's saying it" as if you were attending therapy and not ACTIVELY LOSING COMMISSION DOLLARS. The neighbor is now essentially a scarecrow that speaks, and you have done NOTHING because deep down you agree with him, which The Court finds both understandable and ABSOLUTELY INEXCUSABLE. This ruling is final, and Reginald must now go water his ficus because this confession has given him a stress headache.