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Beckham, you can’t do this to me. You can’t retire. Please. No.
I don’t really talk about my job that much. As many know I’m in Real Estate, my specialty is distressed property. I still work with traditional buyers and sellers, but it’s just not my favorite thing to do. Again, as many know, I’m just not a people person haha.
Yesterday I met a kid at my office to write up a really nice house. I was dressed nice, played the part yada. Anyway, about 2pm I was done for a few hours so I slipped into our “basement” bathroom at the office and changed clothes so I could head to the park/gym. As I’m walking out a lady was walking in downstairs (not our entrance) and starts blathering, if you know me, my typical response would be “is this a long story?” I played along, asked her to sit down, took some notes. Quickly into it I realized she was “touched”, she’s living in her moms basement at 43 years old and medicated. I was still nice. I gave her a few lenders cards which is what I do with everyone that comes in here so she can start the pre-approval process. She was offended that I told her she needed to start by getting approved for a loan. She wanted to just go out and look at houses, sigh.