Hick Needs an Intervention

Darn that Loan Officer! He has awoken the sleeping overworked dragon! No, we have not heard back from Loan Officer about that really cheap house he contacted Hick about last week. But he has put a bug in Hick's ear, and a thirst for MORE WORK in his veins.

Hick called me Tuesday afternoon around 1:30. Not a text, mind you, but an actual phone call. This is disturbing. It often means something is wrong. The first conclusion to jump to is a health issue with a family member. The next is usually the case: a problem with a flip house, or something else that's going to cost money. 

"I come over here in Sis-Town, not far from HOS (Hick's Oldest Son) House, where that gal lived he used to know. They said there was a load of lumber. I got here, and there was only 14 boards. So I guess somebody else must of took some of it. But anyway, her house burned a while back. It's not all burned. It's gutted, and some of the inside is charred. But it's a good house. It's on a double lot. I bet it could be bought for what that other house is worth..."

"NO! I don't want a house in Sis-Town. I don't like the way they do things. Just another property for them to be on you about constantly. They still haven't done anything to Pony's tree growing out of the ditch."

"But it's on a double lot. Right here in the city. And it's already gutted..."

"No. I don't have a good feeling about it. I don't want anything to do with people we know. The house isn't for sale. You start fixing it up, and they might want it back, or just flat out move in, and then you can't get rid of them. No."

"That's what you said about the cheap house. That you're afraid the guy might try to get it back."

"Yes. So the answer is no."

"Well... okay. But I think this would be a good deal."

"No."

Hick hoards collects many things, but flip houses are not going to be one of them.