Let me take you back to 2010, when I listed a home in NW Oklahoma City for the Parade of Homes. It was built by my good friend Steve Allen of Allenton Homes—a guy so popular in the homebuilding world he could’ve started a cult (and people would’ve gladly followed him through granite countertops and open floor plans).
The home had a secret weapon: a Turbo Tube slide that shot you from the second floor to the first like you were escaping from a villain’s lair in a James Bond movie. Naturally, this drew a crowd. I mean THOUSANDS of people poured through this house all week long, many just to slide down like overgrown toddlers with mortgages.
So I’m there, holding down the fort, when I notice this guy walk into the upstairs bathroom... and shut the door. During the Parade. A public home tour. You know, the time when using the bathroom is NOT part of the open house experience?
I stood there in disbelief. A few minutes later, the door cracks open, and he says:
"Hey buddy, there’s no toilet paper in here. Can you bring me something?"
I smiled, walked to the garage, and returned with two small sheets of sandpaper. (Hey, it technically counts as paper.)
He was... not amused. I, on the other hand, laughed all the way down the Turbo Tube.
But wait—it gets better.
That same week, another builder (we won’t say HIS name) came through the house and decided it was a good time to check out the attic. Unfortunately, his journey ended when he fell through the ceiling... directly above the kitchen island. Right in front of everyone.
He popped out, dusted off, and said, “I’ll send my guys to fix it.”
We never saw him—or his guys—again.
Thankfully, Steve Allen being Steve Allen, had it repaired within hours. Like it never happened.
The house ended up selling during the Parade… until it didn’t. The deal busted a few weeks later. But that’s when the real magic happened.
I showed the home again to a guy who was about my size (6'2 200 lbs). He loved it, but said:
“I’ll only make an offer if you go down that Turbo Tube slide first… to make sure it’s safe for guys like us.”
Challenge accepted.
I flew down that slide like Clark Griswold on a greased-up sled.
He laughed, signed the offer, and bought the house on the spot.
Real estate is fun—but it’s not easy.
People love to post “SOLD in one day!” on Instagram, but what they don’t see are the sandpaper moments, ceiling catastrophes, and Turbo Tube trials it took to get there.
Behind every closing is a story—sometimes hilarious, sometimes extremely stressful, but always worth it in the end.
Because at the end of the day, helping people find their dream home is the real reward—even if it means sliding into a deal, literally.
I may have already told this story, but honestly—it’s too good not to share again.
Wyatt Poindexter – The Agency Oklahoma
405-417-5466 | www.OKLuxuryHomes.com
