A day in my old life at the real-estate office, Part II

home for sale sign in front of house

Working at the front desk of a busy real-estate office requires patience, a professional demeanor and a cheerful attitude. So naturally, I had to pursue another profession.

Two minutes before quitting time, a man walked in to pay his rent.

“By the way,” he said, “I’m pretty angry that no one’s called me back.”

“About what?” I asked.

“About my house!” he snapped.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t work in property management.”

He glowered. “I offered to buy the house at market value. They never called me back.”

“Who did you speak to?” I asked.

“I don’t know!”

I frowned. “You don’t know who you talked to?”


“Well, I don’t know, either,” I said. “That’s why I’m asking. Was it the owner? A real- estate agent? The property manager?”

“I said I don’t know.”

“Well,” I said, raising my shoulders, “I don’t know what to say. You’re not giving me much to go by. Even Dick Tracy would have trouble cracking this case, based on the lack of clues.”

“I don’t need the sarcasm,” the man said. “I just want to know why they didn’t call me back.”


“I don’t know!” he screamed.

“Well, I don’t know, either,” I said. “What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to do your job and find out why they never called me back.”

“Here’s a suggestion,” I said. “Why don’t you call this person who never called you back and ask why they never called you back? Then you’d learn why they never called you back.”

The man threw his rent check at me and stomped out. The door slammed shut behind him.

I congratulated myself on my excellent people skills and proceeded to close the office.


11 thoughts on “A day in my old life at the real-estate office, Part II

  1. BunKaryudo

    I think you’re people skills were excellent considering what you were up against. After two minutes of that, Bill Clinton would have been pummeling the guy’s head to a pulp. I think the Dalai Lama might have held out for two and a half minutes.

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    1. Allen Post author

      That’s exactly it. He thought I was telling him a lie wrapped in a falsehood ensconced in an untruth.

      Which, come to think of it, also describes the raise I was promised that never materialized….

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      1. Allen Post author

        “Mankind is my business!” cried Jacob Marley in “A Christmas Carol.”

        To which I’d reply: “Fine, then — YOU answer the phone. I can’t take these people anymore.”


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