Joe wants to help me sell my house
Only problem is that I don't have a house. And Joe emailed the wrong guy.
See, I get a lot of emails meant for other people named Nick Marino. In fact, not long ago I got an email from a guy named Troy who sent me a pair of Boston Bruins tickets and said:
Sorry, Troy. I don't like hockey. And even if I did, I don't know anyone who'd jump my bones just because I took them to a Bruins game.
Anyway, back to Joe. He sent me an email last night that said:
Joe's obviously got a handle on this selling houses thing. But he's still a little shaky when it comes to emailing the right Nick Marino. I decided to write him back:
I thought that would effectively end the conversation. Joe, however, has a good sense of humor and assumed that his potential client was just pulling his leg:
I figured this was a great opportunity to step up the insanity and test Joe's ability to handle a hostage situation:
Joe was starting to get the idea:
I couldn't resist the chance to ride this all the way to the finish line:
I'm still waiting to hear back from Joe.
