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#2 Real Estate Man

Everyday is different in Real Estate Man’s life. He never knows what’s going to confront him when he fires fire up his laptop, listens to his voicemail, read that text; there are blessed do-nothing days but also other days filled with unsolvable problems. Yes — problems no one can solve. Some days he feels like Hans Brinker who discovers a hole in the dike and puts his thumb in it. Then the dike springs another leak and Hans puts in his other thumb to block that hole, then another, another and another. Pretty soon poor Hans is using all his body parts: fingers, toes, nose, tongue. He’s spread out all over the dam, which is still springing leaks.

This day was NOT one of those. One seemingly innocuous text from a university student for a lightbulb change. No voicemails, no computerplaints.

Real Estate Man has proven his incompetence in fixing most things but screwing in a lightbulb……piece of cake. He’ll handle this one himself.

Real Estate Man’s story:

I arrived at Webster Manor ,where the offending lightbulb resided around 2:00 PM. that day. Non emergency lightbulb change no need for immediate attention.

Routine day huh? You civilians, can never overestimate the challenges that can befall me.