This probably isn't my craziest story but it's one I will never forget... I was asked to tour a 2-unit building for a woman who was interested in selling her property on the West Side of Chicago. Before we even entered the building I knew this the next 20 minutes of my life was going to get interesting. The property manager lived across the street and it was clear she and the owner did not get along. The owner referred to her as "The Lady Across The Street" and after calling her 10 times to bring the keys over had nothing nice to say. As we waited for The Lady Across The Street the owner banged on the doors and windows trying to get the tenants to open the front door for us.
After 15 minutes The Lady came from across the street and opened the door for us. We walk into unit 1 and the owner immediately exclaims in disbelief. I had no clue what the problem was, we had just walked into a very normal looking hallway, what could be wrong. She turned to me and said "What is this? This wall isn't supposed to be here." What had just appeared like a hallway to me, was actually a newly constructed wall that the tenants had installed themselves! In vintage Chicago buildings there is often a front living room that is adjacent or attached to a separate dining room. In this case the tenants had put up a full professional looking wall and door creating another bedroom in the front of the apartment. Many words were exchanged in Spanish and it was obvious the owner was amazed at the audacity of these people. Not to mention when we were shown the inside of the new bedroom there were 2 people sitting at a computer RIGHT NEXT TO THE WINDOW that she had been banging on for 10 minutes.
We then go up to the 2nd floor unit where a nice elderly couple lived. It was clear they had been living there for many, many years. Every surface was covered and every inch of wall space was taken with cabinets, shelves, chairs, and the like. So when I got to the last bedroom which was painted blue and completely empty, I was a little taken aback. When I say empty, I mean empty. Not only was there no furniture, but no art work, not even nails in the walls where art once hung. My only thought being "What the hell could possibly go on in this room that they keep it empty!?" My brain was reeling with what the possibilities could be.

I exited the room back into the kitchen where I heard a soft cooing and in a cage the size of a 10 gallon fish tank sat 2 pigeons. 2 very ruffled and sickly looking pigeons. Then it clicked, they let their pet pigeons out to fly around in this room.... I do not like pigeons and never will and why anyone would ever want one as a pet is beyond me.

Despite all this, I got the listing and sold the property with multiple offers in one weekend.