Many of you may not be aware of the fact that I had a brief career as a real estate agent when I lived in NYC. I worked for a small agency that dealt with only rentals. Shortly after I started with them, the owner David wanted to expand his business. He put together a team of five agents and starting grooming us for sales.
We would meet twice a week and David would give us tips and strategies on getting exclusives, marketing and all of the necessary tools we needed to be successful.
The time came for us to put what we had learned to work. David asked each of us to find an apartment that was FSBO, make an appointment to view the apartment with a "so called" client. Afterward we were to contact the owner and try to get the exclusive listing on the apartment by following his expert training.
The following week when we met, we were to report what we viewed and what the outcome was.............Barbara took a client to a Midtown West apartment that was asking $350K, no success. Lana viewed an Upper West Side apartment in the same price range, no success. Kirk went after an apartment in Midtown East that was asking a bit under $300K, no success and I don't quite remember what Stephanie viewed, but it was some "major drama" and she had all kinds of excuses at to why it wasn't a success. Then came my turn..............David laughed when I told him I brought one of the other agents in the office with me as my client and we viewed a fabulous Upper East Side apartment with a spectacular view of Central Park that was asking $2.5 Million. I figured "go big or go home". Of course he asked what the outcome was, and I told him I had another appointment to meet with the owner that afternoon. He almost fell off of his chair.
My second meeting went quite well with the owner. I asked for the listing and we discussed what my marketing plan would be and all sorts of other details. He told me he would be making a decision in the next few days, but liked all of my ideas and was leaning towards giving me the listing.
Once again, David almost fell off of his chair when I gave him the news. Two days later, as promised, the owner of the apartment called me with his decision. I DID NOT get the listing. Why? Miss Stephanie was so green with envy that I went after a $2.5 million apartment that she contacted the owner also and tried to get him to list with her. The owner thought David had something to do with Miss Stephanie showing up.........which of course he did not. He liked the fact that I was new to the industry and liked my fresh ideas and approach, and thought that possibly to "seal the deal" David sent a more seasoned agent to speak to him.
That day was the last day I ever saw Stephanie, she was terminated instantly. She put the reputation of the agency and David "on the line" and it cost her a job.
What did I learn? Don't trust the Miss Stephanie's of the world, there are a lot of them out there. I also learned that being new to the industry wasn't such a bad thing and "going big" was where it was at for me.
Although my career in real estate was short lived, I learned so much about myself that has helped me numerous times since.
And that's the "one that got away!"