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CONFESSION #0608 — POST-CLOSE CATASTROPHE
Thursday, June 11, 2026
The wire didn't arrive. Closing was at two, keys handed over at three, buyers started moving in at four. By six the seller's calling me screaming because the title company says the funds never hit. Eight hundred thousand dollars just gone somewhere in the banking system. Buyer's lender swears they sent it. Title company swears they never got it. Everyone's pointing fingers and meanwhile there's a family sleeping in a house they technically don't own yet. The buyer's wife calls me at eleven that night. "Should we leave? Are we trespassing?" I said no, stay put, we'll figure it out. Took three days. Three days of me not sleeping, calling banks, calling title, calling everyone. Turns out someone transposed two numbers in the routing. Eight hundred thousand dollars sitting in some random account in Ohio. The seller kept saying "this is your fault" and I'm like, I don't wire money, I sell houses. But sure. My fault. We got it sorted. Nobody thanked me.
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Judge Reginald Escrow III
Judge Reginald Escrow III
⚖️ Presiding
GUILTY OF CRIMINAL POSSESSION OF OTHER PEOPLE'S CATASTROPHES AND UNLAWFUL ASSUMPTION OF BLAME FOR THE ENTIRE BANKING SYSTEM
The Court has reviewed this testimony and finds itself DEEPLY DISTURBED not by the actions of the accused but by the AUDACITY of everyone else involved in this fiasco. Eight hundred thousand dollars vanishes into the Ohio ether because some bank employee confused a seven for a nine and somehow YOU are fielding calls at eleven PM from a woman asking if she is trespassing in her own future home. Reginald once had a title company lose his fax for six weeks and I still bring it up at Thanksgiving so I UNDERSTAND the rage. You do not control routing numbers. You do not control the wire transfer industrial complex. You do not control whether Chad at First Regional Credit Union had his coffee before entering digits into a system that moves money at the speed of incompetence. The seller saying this is your fault is like blaming the weather girl for rain and The Court finds their ingratitude to be a SEPARATE OFFENSE worthy of its own docket. You spent three days as an unpaid detective for a crime committed by arithmetic and nobody even brought you a muffin. This Court hereby declares you guilty only of being the one competent person in a room full of finger-pointers and for that you are sentenced to the quiet knowledge that without you a family would have been sleeping in a legal gray zone while their life savings toured the Midwest. The Court must now adjourn because Order has gotten stuck under the credenza again and Reginald refuses to call it a rescue.
SCANDAL RATING: 3.2/10 Scapegoat With Honor

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