The Court has reviewed the evidence and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the sheer audacity of digit mismanagement on display here. Two numbers, Agent. TWO NUMBERS. You had one job and that job was to distinguish between a 4 and a 7, a task that Reginald mastered at age four while organizing his mother's spice rack alphabetically AND numerically. This Court once ruled against a GPS unit for similar navigational malpractice in the landmark case of Garmin v. That One Cul-de-Sac I Got Stuck In, 2018, and the precedent STANDS. However, and I say this while adjusting my reading glasses with great judicial weight, the fact that this buyer had a pre-approval of 295 thousand and was demanding you write offers on a 312 thousand dollar property tells Reginald everything he needs to know about the TRUE victim here, which is mathematics itself and also that doorless bathroom. The mother's hip is not within this Court's jurisdiction but her OPINIONS ABOUT PROFESSIONALISM certainly are, and I am prepared to issue a counter-subpoena because I too have opinions and they are LOUDER. You transposed those digits and now an elderly woman knows things about foreclosure plumbing that cannot be unknown, but let the record show that your client was never buying that house anyway and deep down in the place where your commission dreams go to die, you know it. ORDER, vacuum near the plaintiff's exhibit, Reginald needs ambient noise to think. This Court finds you guilty but sentences you only to the purgatory you already inhabit, which is answering calls on Sundays from people who believe pre-approval letters are merely suggestions.