I dislike moving. No, scratch that. I really, really dislike moving. I would rather force myself to sit through a bad/cheesy romantic comedy with Ryan Reynolds in a crowded/stuffy movie theater with major gas discomfort than move. The reason for my rant? I just spent the past three days relocating my office to another building. Sure, it was just to the other tower (My building consists of two twin towers, East and West, 100 feet across) and yes I had plenty of help and yes I had planned this move for two weeks and yes I am a big crybaby, but come on, it was hard! Yet my hatred for moving had me really thinking about my profession in the Real Estate business.
Real Estate is all about relocation. Whether you’re finding that perfect home for your client Jill or finding Investor Jim a new business to run, in the end, there is always relocation involved. How could I dislike moving so much when my career revolves around the notion of moving/relocation? At this point, I made a pact with myself. I will tolerate moving.
So the next time you Real Estate agents finally get that much waited for email from escrow officer Jane about your deal finally closing, don’t go cashing your check and heading to Vegas just yet. Take the time to help your client through the difficulties of their move and I am sure that the karma points you will earn will out weigh the three foot margarita you were going to purchase at Margaritaville. I know I will. *Giving you karma points for reading this rant…
-julian “needs more karma” yun (jpy@nobelag.com)
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