Tuesday, June 10, 2008

This is what you get when you send a six year old your business cards.

When we found out we were pregnant with Renee a couple of years ago, Ken and I decided that we were going to have to sell our little house and bite the bullet to get something bigger. Our original plan when we bought our cosy home when we first got married was to one day knock it down and build. It was a good location, big lot size, and within walking distance to schools and other great amenities. Once we found out Renee was on the way that plan went out the window.

Next step in the grand master plan was to find an real estate agent. I knew of one guy we had met in one of the kids music classes and the thing I really liked about him was that he knew we might be looking to sell - and all he did was give us his card, and tell us to call him. No pressure, no annoying follow-up calls, and no mention of houses when we saw him each week. I really liked that about him. So when we did find a house we thought we might like, we called him and asked him to arrange for a showing. He did, and we all clicked.

We learned that he was fairly new to the business and had a marketing background. So he worked his ass off for us when we did finally find the house we eventually bought. Once we bought our new house, we had to list ours. And again, he did a great job. We have referred him to friends and would use him again in a heartbeat.

The one thing he does is keep in touch - so each birthday, anniversary, etc, we get a card. And every single card has a couple of business cards in it. If we saved them all I am sure we would have dozens by now. Mr. Agent sent a card to Ethan last week - and when Ethan opened it he got really excited. He thought that the business cards that were inside were some form of money. Once he realized they weren't, he asked what he should do with them. I told him to do some art, and we would send it back to Mr. Agent. And so he did.

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