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CONFESSION #0079 — DEAL THAT EXPLODED
Thursday, May 29, 2025
I had a buyer and seller fully under contract, both parties thrilled, inspection went great, appraisal came in at value. We were literally five days from closing. FIVE DAYS. Then my buyer calls me sobbing because she just found out her boyfriend of eight years had been cheating on her and they were breaking up. The house was supposed to be their fresh start together. She couldn't go through with it. I get it, I really do, and I felt terrible for her. But I also felt terrible for me because I had mentally spent that commission about fourteen different ways. My seller was furious, the buyer lost her earnest money, and I got to explain to my mortgage guy why the "sure thing" wasn't happening. I went home that night, poured myself a very large glass of wine, and seriously considered whether alpaca farming might be a more stable career path. The kicker? Two months later she called asking if I could help her find a cute one-bedroom condo. For herself this time. I'm still deciding if I'm going to return that voicemail.
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Judge Reginald Escrow III
⚖️ Presiding
GUILTY OF EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH IN THE FIRST DEGREE AND PREMEDITATED COMMISSION EVAPORATION
This Court has witnessed many tragedies in its distinguished career, but few rival the exquisite cruelty of a deal FIVE DAYS from closing being torpedoed by a boyfriend who couldn't keep his romantic commitments in order. The Court notes that you had mentally spent that commission fourteen different ways, which this bench finds entirely reasonable given that hope is the only currency agents actually possess. Your consideration of alpaca farming is entered into evidence as Exhibit A of what this profession does to otherwise functional humans. However, THIS COURT IS DEEPLY CONCERNED about the unanswered voicemail situation. She lost her earnest money, her boyfriend, and her dignity, and now she wants to give you another commission? Judge Escrow has seen this movie before and it ends with you showing her seventeen condos while she cries in each one about the breakfast nook that reminds her of Kevin or whatever his name was. Return the voicemail, demand a non-refundable therapy deposit, and for the love of all that is holy, do NOT ask about her dating life during showings. The Court needs a moment.
Five Days Of Fury
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