How a Real Man uses a Post-It-Note:
People continue to press me for details about my life. Before I worked for my current investments firm, I was a real estate broker from Rittenhouse Square in Philly.
I was showing this apartment to this cute little French girl. She really liked the place, but when we came back to the office she refused to give me photo ID for the application. She looked pretty worked up about it, so I figured it was an immigration issue or something. The next day she brought a long letter and wanted me to read it before looking at her passport. The office was swamped that day, so I just said OK and went ahead and put it in the copier. When the paper came out, I looked down at the photo, and it was this guy with a really thick beard.
The last name was the same, but her name is Jessica, the paper said Kenneth. Jessica, you didnt give me your brothers passport by mistake did you?
She jumps out of the chair and starts screaming like shed lost her mind. Turns out that the note was from her doctor and had all these details from counseling sessions about her sex change operation. She was so pissed that she was about ready to storm out of the office, but after a half hour of apologies I finally got her to sign the lease.
I guess the surgery was a brilliant success, because she was gorgeous I had no idea. Anyways, after that, anytime a guy rented a unit in that building, I'd always ask him what he thought of Jessica on the second floor. They all thought she was hot.
Well you should definitely ask her out."
People continue to press me for details about my life. Before I worked for my current investments firm, I was a real estate broker from Rittenhouse Square in Philly.
I was showing this apartment to this cute little French girl. She really liked the place, but when we came back to the office she refused to give me photo ID for the application. She looked pretty worked up about it, so I figured it was an immigration issue or something. The next day she brought a long letter and wanted me to read it before looking at her passport. The office was swamped that day, so I just said OK and went ahead and put it in the copier. When the paper came out, I looked down at the photo, and it was this guy with a really thick beard.
The last name was the same, but her name is Jessica, the paper said Kenneth. Jessica, you didnt give me your brothers passport by mistake did you?
She jumps out of the chair and starts screaming like shed lost her mind. Turns out that the note was from her doctor and had all these details from counseling sessions about her sex change operation. She was so pissed that she was about ready to storm out of the office, but after a half hour of apologies I finally got her to sign the lease.
I guess the surgery was a brilliant success, because she was gorgeous I had no idea. Anyways, after that, anytime a guy rented a unit in that building, I'd always ask him what he thought of Jessica on the second floor. They all thought she was hot.
Well you should definitely ask her out."
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