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Social Media’s Dirty Secret: It’s Not About You, It’s Not About Marketing

The Realtor® Fantasy that is part of social media fascinates me.

Social Media “experts” have attitude that if you’re cool enough, transparent enough, and seem to care enough, a brinks truck full of money will be backed up to your door, you’ll get on the cover of a National Real Estate Magazine, and you’ll be given the recognition that you’ve always wanted.

Your “personal bland” will dominate the landscape and you will become the recipient of tickertape parades all across the country.

As if.

We are…salespeople.  We have intimate relationships with people’s finances.  We must sell people on our own competence.  Not coolness.  We must sell people on the idea that we care.  And, buddy, that doesn’t happen when we ‘drip’ on them.   We must truly be caring and competent, or else we’re screwed.  And we’ve gotta convey it.  (Dan Melson again comes to mind).

There is no Search Engine technique that will cause the web to organize itself to have presold buyers slobbering to pay us 6 percent on something.  There ‘s no blogging technique that will eliminate the need for someone to answer questions and be a fiduciary

We…are salespeople.  Social media is just a way of meeting, reaching, helping and working with fun people.  It’s nothing more than that.  Your marketing is probably generating leads.  Your leads can’t be sent to AMEX to pay the bill.

But are you closing them?  Are you reaching out to demonstrate-definitively–that you are their best and most caring option?  That you have sharpened your skills to navigate this market.   Probably not.  And that’s where the problem lies.   You are not selling.  You are not reaching out, risking rejection and trying to help.  And despite the cries that people have that they “don’t wanna be sold to.”   They “don’t wanna be sold to” by a moron.  Don’t be a moron.  People need someone to take charge.  They need some expert in Real Estate, Mortgage or wherever to just get the damn thing moving forward.

When you’re building a “you-centric” personal brand, website that is bereft of information that your friends might want…you’re not selling.  Your social media is not selling.  It’s broadcasting, spamming, looking cool, but NOT SELLING.  I am cleaning the clock of web people that are legitimately better than me.  I’m doing it with–no lie–a shoebox and index cards.  Every time I see someone’s website I can make better, I write it down.   I call those people up, introduce myself…and sell them.  I dump ’em into aweber or wherever eventually.

And I’m not that good at sales yet.  I sell a lot, but on a scale of 1-10 of selling, I’m probably a 3.5 or 4.  I just do it.  Call, ask, repeat.   I’m digging myself out of the IRS hole that I spotted the world (current estimated emancipation date is 1 November 2009).    But still–I’m not that good.  But I don’t suffer the entitlementality that is sweeping the social media landscape.  I’m not gonna get mad if someone rejects me or needs a refund.  It’s business.  My own soul isn’t so heavily invested in this stuff

I don’t expect you to think I’m cool, or be impressed enough to call me.  I don’t expect you to call me.  I don’t care if you don’t.  I’ll call you and do the best job I can helping you get whatever the hell you need.  Because all of us in our professions–are fundamentally salespeople.

We must embrace–not eschew–that concept if we’re gonna win anything.    And we must not use the marketing we do to insulate us from salesmanship.  Get it?  Good.  None of us are gonna become superstars…unless we’re here to help other people.  It’s about what someone else wants, beeing there to meet the need.  Social media is not gonna make people genuflect at our greatness.

Now…follow up matters, auto-responders work.  But none of it performs at half the level it could without the passion and enthusiasm of an earnest and dedicated salesman.

Don’t think of sales as a redheaded stepchild.  Marketing is good, but it’s a poor substitute for sales.  It gets you a date, but it get doesn’t you upstairs.