As 5 overwhelmed first year students we
were put in the “worst possible position” by our student house estate agent.
It was a cold day in late February when my (future)
flatmates and I received an email advertising a five-bedroom house in North
Leam, which we had identified as the ideal location. If you are, or once were,
a student at the University of Warwick you would be familiar with the stressful
rush that is reserving a student house for the following year. It starts as
early as November meaning by February the options are sparse and time is
running out. Without hesitation, we jumped on the occasion and went to visit
the house the same afternoon. My friends and I walked around the rooms taking pictures
and videos to show to our flatmate who had stayed behind on campus. We asked
numerous questions and even enquired about the size of the boiler, Wi-Fi
strength and neighbourhood, which the estate agent must have taken as a sign
that we were keen on the house. After our tour we agreed we would discuss it all
together and make a decision in the next few days. This is when the realtor
proved to be a much better negotiator than us.
At this point, my flatmates and I had no
other alternative or none that we were seriously considering. We had visited
more depressing houses than we wished to recall. Additionally, the estate agent,
after hearing us conversing around the house, knew exactly how we valued things,
especially this house.
This is how the rest of the conversation
went. The agent claimed he was staying at the house waiting for another group
of students who was coming to look at it. He assured us that we could get the
house if we were the first ones to pay the deposit and that the agency was
nearby. We just had to make it there before the next group. It wasn’t long
before my 3 flatmates and I were running as fast as we could to the agency,
frantically calling our other friend to confirm they were ‘happy’ based on the
3 blurry photos and contacting our parents to transfer the funds from all over
Europe. A short 10 minutes later, the estate agent came strolling into the
agency and it was clear too short a time had passed for anyone to have come
visit the house… We ended up living in that house for a year but having moved
out now we have all realised how bad of a deal we signed for that day.
Don’t be a fresher, know your alternatives
and be ready to walk away (not run towards the agency)!
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