The wire didn't arrive. Three days after closing. Three days. The seller is calling me at 11pm asking where his money is because the title company says it went out and his bank says nothing came in. Eight hundred thousand dollars just floating somewhere in the system and everyone's pointing fingers at everyone else. Title company finally figures out someone transposed two numbers in the routing. Two numbers. And now we're into a weekend so nothing can happen until Monday and this guy has already bought plane tickets to move to Arizona, his furniture is literally on a truck heading west, and he's standing in an empty house with no money. Monday comes, they recall the wire, resend it. Should take 24 hours. Takes 72 because his bank flagged it as suspicious. Of course they did. Because that's how this works. He missed his moving truck. Had to pay the driver an extra twelve hundred to wait in Phoenix for two extra days. He wants me to cover it. Me. Like I'm the one who typed the wrong number. The thing that kills me is I called him Tuesday to make sure everything was good and he was fine. Said everything was handled. Then three weeks later he leaves me a two star review saying I abandoned him after closing. Two stars. Not one. Two. Like he really thought about it and decided I deserved partial credit. His sister just listed with another agent in my office. Found that out yesterday.