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Slave to the Grind
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Not the good kind of grinding either.
I got off of work at about 11 last night, got home 930 but had a bunch of stuff on the computer to do. None of it for my own or my client's benefit, I’m holding a lot together for other people right now.
Though I'm not really complaining because it pays well and I have been recognized and praised quite a few times this week for my efforts. Theresa wants me to get my broker's license so I can be the principal broker of our own company eventually. She said I have the character, smarts and ability to understand things that make great companies. It was quite a compliment seeing as she has been in the business for 23 years and is in fact an associate broker. I think I’m just resourceful, and that can get you far when you’re probably less smart and personable than people think you are  Not to mention, sometimes you just seem smarter due to the fact that most of the people around you are fucking morons. Even a retarded person looks like a genius to a dog. Or something like that.
Anyway, I cannot test for a broker's license yet cause I haven’t been in the business long enough, but it is certainly something I'll do.
We won the contract to handle a 600, 000 dollar estate over one of the most well known and prolific agents in the area, Theresa and I work well as a team. I do enjoy competition. Anyway, not too much time for forum naughtiness the last few days, I’m sure I’m hardly missed...but that's ok, someone let me loose on the "business world" and Im about to put the hurtin on it. trust.
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