I have that glow, the silly grin, the tussled hair. I had a night full of absolute bliss with Marines. For the first time in a complete week, I slept like a baby.
An incredible honor and amazing opportunity was bestowed upon me last week. I was asked to teach a monthly class on real estate to Marine Corp Drill Instructors.
The reason behind the request was simple. These gentlemen spend hours upon hours building Marines; however, building wealth, and home equity is a growing concern.
...."there is so much misinformation out there and we don't have time for misinformation, we don't have time to weed through all the mumbo jumbo. We don't know all the real estate jargon and we don't want to. What we do want to know is who to turn to."
And that was my opening introduction by Captain Kasich, the gentleman in charge of scheduling Professional Military Education.
I stepped to the podium and looked out towards 60 men in uniform.
My initial response was to run.
Thank goodness I didn't have on my tennis shoes.
After a few moments the nerves disappeared and my years of experience flowed. I didn't waste their time marketing myself, I knew it wasn't necessary.
A class that was only meant to be one hour quickly turned to three.
It was eye opening to hear their concerns, their fears, and their past experiences. Their questions challenged me.
Long story short, I walked away with a sense of accomplishment that is difficult to obtain these days. I felt great. I really and truly made a difference. They have a better understanding of exactly what a Realtor does (or is supposed to do).
Not to mention, I have two buyer appointments, and a listing appointment scheduled for next week. My intention wasn't to take advantage of this captive audience, and it made all the difference in the world.