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Sasha’s
First Offer By Ken
Shiovitz New agent Sasha showed a condominium in the morning, By afternoon, had actually written an offer to purchase, Contacted listing agent to set up the presentation to
seller, Then prematurely calculated commission from his first sale. But reality at the listing office destroyed Sasha’s good
dream, As four other agents were waiting with their offers, Causing Sasha to reevaluate his chances, and unwisely, Leave his chair to phone the clients for mutual comfort. Just at that moment, to look for new listings, entered
Michael B, Who was unknowingly, about to be cast in another man’s
role. “Do you have an offer to present?” the listing agent
inquired Toward the spot where Sasha had been, and now Michael B
was. Maybe it was from informal attire, but more likely, That both Sasha and Michael B had red hair above fair,
freckled skin, Despite difference in stature and face, made them look so
much alike. “No,” Michael B simply stated, “I just came in to check the
ledger.” Long after Michael B had left, a naïve Sasha felt that
visceral worry, Watched as cars drove away, and finally lights dimmed in
the hushed lobby. A surprised listing agent appeared in his overcoat, and
quietly whispered, “The sellers have gone home,” to Sasha, who could only
babble, “But, but….” “How did it go?” rang the buyers’ eager voices through the
phone, As chest-fallen Sasha sought exact words to soothe their
shared loss, “I fought for hours, against four other offers,” he forced
through a sigh, And lacking the savvy of years, wondered, “What more could
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