Good
I got an email from my client yesterday wondering how I knew that she collected magnets. Didn’t – had no idea. But I found a cute congratulations-on-your-new-home card and it happened to have a magnet in it. That’s how the whole transaction went.
Evil
I was working with a couple that I had kept track of for three years. I knew them, their family, their history, wedding, college graduations, vacations. When they were ready to buy, I gave it my all. I was Johnny-On-The-Spot. On Thanksgiving day they sent me an email saying my services were no longer needed. I was fired by a Dear John letter.
Weeds
I try to weed them out at the beginning, but no matter how much Roundup I spray, they just keep popping up. Some I want to hug, others I’d like to shoot – with Roundup, of course.
