Once upon a time in a land far far away…
It’s our anniversary! Three years ago the Amateur Manager attempted to silence the Wine Dog and Dearly Departed Escrow Officer. It didn’t work then and it’s not working now. We both sought legal counsel. We were both told that due to the economy the Bloodless Empire would just blame our demise on the economy and get away with it. On one hand they did, on the other hand they’re still paying for it. I have been forced to use them on one escrow in the last three years. I have never, nor will I ever, write them in to a contract. I am starting to sell more homes, my hard work is starting to pay off. If I can keep it going I will become a force in this market and I will never write First American Title into a contract. But more importantly, I tell anyone who writes their name into contracts on my listings why I’d like them to pick anyone but the Bloodless Empire. You just can’t buy a lack of goodwill like that.
It’s been a very rough three years. It would have broken someone else. But we are tough women, that’s why we got the ax back then. The Dearly Departed Escrow Officer has had just as rough of a time as I have. She called yesterday out of the clear blue sky. I gleefully wished her a happy anniversary. Is it today? Today or tomorrow, I can’t remember off hand. (It’s today) We get together every so often. She works in Lafayette now. We’ve been through the best wine lists in Lafayette. Cuz that’s how we roll.
While the fat lady sang on my title career, my real estate business is getting a foot hold. It has to, I don’t have a choice. I mean, I suppose I do, I could live in a refrigerator box under the 680, with four Dobermans.
So for old time’s sake, let’s pull out an oldie but a goodie.