Today I hosted an Open House to assist my mom, also a Real Estate Agent. One of the houses she has listed was on tour today and she requested I host... aka stand inside the house, greet those entering and answer any questions other agents might have about it.
Throughout the four hours I was there, I accomplished as much work as a disabled cow. I consumed the food that occupied the kitchen table meant to entice more visitors. I life-updated other agents and people I didn't recognize but who somehow knew my identity. I fabricated an answer to the one question someone asked, what year the house was built. I fell asleep standing up leaning against a wall.
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