This happened to me the day before yesterday. A call comes from the buyer. He is in Daytona on business, and he would like to see a particular condo-hotel. Would I be able to show it to him? Of course I would. I am making the arrangements and calling the buyer. Everything is set. The Buyer is in red T-shirt and his name is Kevin.
I park the car and I see a guy and a girl sitting in a car next to me, waiting for someone. The guy is in orange T-shirt. Hmm, he said he would be in a red shirt…
Asking them whether they were waiting for me. They asked me if I was Jon. Yep, we shake hands, Jon… Kevin, nice meeting you...
I am telling them about the condo-hotel and the unit, and Kevin asked me if it was $800… Well, no… But it seemed that they were talking about rentals…
Am I from Miami and came to show them the unit? Hell no, I am not from Miami… Kevin told me that they are waiting for Jon coming from Miami to rent them a unit.
I am rushing to the entrance, and yes, there is another car with a guy in red shirt, and yes, his name is Kevin…
Am I Jon?
I think so, but now I am not sure anymore…
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