I was going to write this spectacular post on insulation today… but I am too busy with, well… Real Estate! Nose to the grindstone & all that… but that made me think, Hey! We all need a little time out for laughter, so please accept my modest “jokes” post today. Happy House Adventures to you all! (I’ll tell you all about insulation next time : )
How do mathematicians communicate?
How do chiropractors communicate?
How do astrologers communicate?
Star Sign language.
How do naval cadets communicate?
How do shoe repairmen communicate?
How do real estate closers communicate?
Sign Here and Sign Here and Sign Here and Sign Here and sign… language.
The trouble with owning a home is that no matter where you sit, you’re looking at something you should be doing.
Two women were walking through the woods when a frog called out to them and said: “Help me, ladies! I am a real estate agent who, through a curse, has been transformed into a frog. If one of you will kiss me, I’ll be returned to my former state!”
One woman took out her purse, grabbed the frog, and stuffed it inside her handbag. The other woman said, “Didn’t you hear him? If you kiss him, he’ll turn into a real estate agent!”
The second woman replied, “Sure, but I’m taking him home first… I want to make sure I get my Free Market Analysis!”
A real estate agent was driving around with a new trainee when she spotted a charming little farmhouse with a hand-lettered “For Sale” sign out front.
After politely introducing herself and her associate to the occupant, the agent proceeded from room to room, opening closets and cupboards, testing faucets, and pointing out where a “new light fixture here and a little paint there” would help. Pleased with her demonstration for her new trainee’s benefit, the woman was hopeful that the owner would offer her the listing.
“Ma’am,” the man said, “I appreciate the home-improvement tips and all, but I think you read my sign wrong. It says, ‘HORSE for sale.’’
Hope you’re smiling!