Looking through a list of Top 40 hits the other day, I came to the shocking realization that I haven't heard any of the songs on that list. So, you know right away that I don't have kids and, as such, have been spared the agony of some of that music. My husband says the number one song in the country is by some 16-year-old boy from Canada who sings like a girl. I guess my lack of knowledge about pop Top 40 hits slams me head first into the official old geezer pool. Ouch.
I pointed out to my husband that Michael Jackson used to sing like a girl. What about Radiohead and Smokey Robinson? But he says no, this kid doesn't just sing like a girl; you really think he's a girl.
I may be out of touch with Top 40, but at least I stay abreast of the latest technology. My clients love it when I immediately respond to their text messages and emails. What makes me feel better about losing touch with kid's music is the fact that in comparison to some of my clients, my technology is light years ahead. For example, I am working with a few sellers who don't use the computer. Personally, I don't know how anybody can get through the day, much less a few hours, without a computer, but somehow these guys have managed. This means I have to call or visit them in person.
You may recall a blog I wrote about my Land Park neighbor listing with another agent. I had her home listed a few years ago but after she made the improvements I had suggested, she liked it too much to sell it. So, she still had a few old flyers I had made. I bring this up because I listed her home again this week. She had put it on the market this spring with another agent for 3 or 4 months, and it didn't sell. Turned out her daughter had insisted that she list with this guy. Plus, he charged her less. She asked me if I would match his commission -- her daughter demanded the concession -- but I had to refuse. Her daughter backed down. After all, she already saw where that scenario got her.
I shot and created my own virtual tour of her home. Since this seller doesn't "do the computer," I invited her over to my home office to watch the video. She seemed impressed. Little did I know that she then made a beeline for another neighbor's house, made that neighbor boot up their computer and watched the video over and over and over. She confessed this yesterday. She also said that she had pulled out my old flyers when she listed with the previous agent and asked him why he couldn't reproduce a flyer like mine. I had no idea she had been trying to train him with my material. But she's very happy with me now, and you know what, that's all that really matters.