Today! Beautiful day in minnesota! Perhaps you saw my blog yesterday!
I am a FULL service Realtor in North Branch, Minnesota! REALLY Full Service!!! hehe!
A day in the life of a full service Realtor!
Get to our office in North Branch, and one of our first messages, is an agent dropped a key to the house, and "clink..clink...clink" it bounces underneath the patio and out of site. At least the agent said she was sorry. Next message, "Cory, it is 8am and I am standing in front of your listing" Guess which one! "I opened the lock box and there is no key?" So, track the buyers agent down, and with a quick stop at the local hardware store for a hammer and I am off! 55 Minutes later, I get to the house we have for sale in Oak Grove, and thankfully buyer and his agent are still there! So, we start pulling deck boards, for another 25 minutes until "Eureka"! Found it!
Get back to the office, and a buyer who is looking at a piece of land for development, asked if I would stop out at the property and measure from the lake. This property is located in Chisago County, and DNR rules are that setbacks are 150' from ordinary high water mark for "Environmental" lakes. So! Off I am again! So, get to the property, and only thing seperating me from the lake is......A large barbed wire fence, and a bull! Not sure how to communicate with a bull....so, I casually walk into the fenced off area, and proceed cautiosly to the other side. Thankfully he was a nice bull! Get to the other side, and try shimmying my way through the fence to get to the lake, and......I get stuck! Painfully stuck! Every time I move, a different barb pierces me. To add insult too injury, seller is there, see's my predicament, comes out laughing and frees me. Me, and my torn and bloody shirt, and my torn and bloody pants, minus the crotch in the pants! YES, I am a full service Realtor!
Only YOU would get stuck in a barbed wire fence!
I love stories like this, though. My favorites of mine are Why I Don't Take Pictures For Other REALTORS Anymore! and one that I didn't blog about....
My client and I are riding in his vehicle, and on our way back from a showing. We're basically in the middle of nowhere. I tell him to take a left, and he does, and says "I'm glad you know where we're going. All I know is that we're heading west."
"That's all you need to know." I said, lost in thought, and not finishing with "either way you'll get to 65."
He turns at me and says "what kind of person are you? I knew I shouldn't have told you that I'm a cash buyer!"
It was pretty funny.
Sometimes we look like total dufuses in front of our clients, but that's okay. We're human, too! (And kind of dorky, but who cares?)