This gentleman and another realtor who works with him-- Lou Solomon-- teamed up with a dumpy, totally degenerate mortgage broker to stick me and my wife with the mortgage broker's house over a leaking underground oil tank. The three of them saw me and my wife coming a mile down the road and really stuck it to us. I heard they laughed about it; they point to us as proof that they are so slick they can unload even a toxic waste dump. Well, don't take my word for how untrustworthy this gentleman is. Consider the following and have a real laugh.
First, he claims on his website, Markattheshore, that he writes a regular column on real estate for the Atlantic City Press. No, he doesn't. Try to find any column he has written in that paper during the past two years.
Second, he also writes on his website that he is the in-house real estate expert for The Boardwalk Journal. No, he isn't. Just look for his name in the last few issues of the publication.
Third, he writes on his website about servicing clients for 25 years and thereby implies that he has been in the real estate rackets for that period of time. Well, he hasn't; it's been more like three years.
Last, and funniest, he tells anyone who will listen that he left the field of education because there was no money in it. Spend five minutes with him and you can probably guess why he really left. Read about it anyway, though, in The Washington Post archives for June 20, 25 and 26, 1987.
This fellow seems intent on letting all his arrogant, plug-haired, botoxed realtor pals know how stupid I am. Fine. I'm just as intent on letting anyone who will listen know what a lying cheat he is.
