Well, all three of those were men, and pretended to be all sympathetic and helpful to what they assumed was a poor little widow-they also all run make ready/remodeling businesses on the side.
They retreated when I brought out my calculator and showed them the door-I lost my temper with the pushiest/greediest one and told him to stop letting his alligator mouth overload his hummingbird ass, because he had no idea what I do for a living. After that, I shopped only rural property brokers, and only women.
oh ok, so they were self-interested. good for you.