The year is 1995. November, I've been a Realtor for 9 months, and made $6000. Our average home price today is $115,000, so I'm guessing maybe $90,000 back then? And I had worked around some 40K to 50K houses. Friend of my Wife, he wants to buy a $250k-300k home. Hot dog. Now I'm going to make some big bucks. Small problem, he wants the Great American Dream (sing along, you know it); big sprawling ranch; acreage; lake on property; trees, no one around..... And he doesn't care how far he has to drive to see everything (read, my gas.....). I'm new in the buiz, I have no listings, friend of the wife, and I need the money, so off we go.
4 or 5 weeks of looking, within a 100 mile radius. You see my client owns his own buiz, which is doing well. He just needs a computer to work. And his new wife wants horses. I look, and look. Show and show. Everything is starting to blur, until one day.... (bet you thought I was going to say I wasted my time).
I got off my part time early morning job at a gas station. My wife had the "good" car cause I would let her dirve my POS ever (if you need to know what a POS is, email me). Mr. Buyer calls me and tells me he just drove by a sign, and wants me to show. Right now, come pick him up. Well, I stumbled a minute, cause my work car:
was a 1990 Yugo. That I had bought used for $500. Then I got an Air-conditioner and installed it myself. Worked most of the time...
Well, Mr. Buyer, I'll come and get you if you want, but I'd rather wait until later. My work car is .. Junky, dirty, rusty.
Mr. Buyer is 6'6" too. Anyone who's ever been in a Yugo knows the height bar at Roller Coasters is the Maximum height for this car, not the minimum.
Mr. Buyer says - Well it can't be that bad, what kind of car is it. I quietly reply... a Yugo. He belly laughs. "I've got a fleet of those, use them for business, come on over".
So we go out to the home, 160 acres, 2 ponds, some trees (well, in Kansas it's a lot of trees). 3500 ft home, 5 car garage, and an apartment over the garage. Needs a little updating (Red shag carpet, straw yellow counter tops and appliances, and a turret over the home for fun). 3 Weeks later I get my first big commission check. Yippee. I buy my wife a leather couch, and she strikes a deal to have a company car. All is well that ends well.
Oh the Yugo? GAVE IT AWAY. NEVER SAW ANOTHER ONE SINCE, AND DON'T WANT TO!!!!!
Hmm, on second thought, would've made a great "remember me? The Yugo Guy" branding.
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