Lured by the promise of low commission, Allison agrees to meet with HUGH NIMROD, a real estate agent. |
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| Hugh I've already met with Susan Hoagland of PNJP...can you do everything she will do for the commission you are offering me? | |
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| Crap. I mean, er, well, we put your place on the MLS, and, uh, it goes on Realtor.com...You know, the usual stuff... | |
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| And, can I see your marketing plan for my home? How do you plan on driving maximum traffic to my door? | |
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| Look, you heard me say " LOW COMMISSION, right? Lady: If you want all that crazy stuff Susan Hoagland does, I'd have to charge you like FIFTEEN percent commission...She's NUTS, she's like a marketing machine....I can't compete with that... | |
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| No, Ma'am I can't arrest Mr. Nimrod. Being a dope and a crummy realtor isn't TECHINCALLY a crime...Why don't you just call Susan Hoagland, Ma'am? | |
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| Thanks a bunch Officer Smarty Pants...Wish I'd thought of that... | |
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