REALTOR CONFESSION: I once did a listing presentation for a seller who owned a very odd dog. (Ill-trained I presume)
At the end of my pres, the seller signed the agreement and said he was really pleased to work with me AND was especially assured because his dog liked me. (His dog was scared of everyone.)
What he didn't know is that I had come straight from chowing-down at Taco Bell and hadn't even washed the tacos off my hands. Of course the dog loved me!
I tend to believe his dog would have liked me regardless of my cheesy-beef stained fingers, and I deserved the listing because I'm a stellar Realtor. I sold it for him at the right price DESPITE his strange pet. (Now that's another story...)
At the end of my pres, the seller signed the agreement and said he was really pleased to work with me AND was especially assured because his dog liked me. (His dog was scared of everyone.)
What he didn't know is that I had come straight from chowing-down at Taco Bell and hadn't even washed the tacos off my hands. Of course the dog loved me!
I tend to believe his dog would have liked me regardless of my cheesy-beef stained fingers, and I deserved the listing because I'm a stellar Realtor. I sold it for him at the right price DESPITE his strange pet. (Now that's another story...)
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