There’s always something to howl about.

Like a Virgin

So I’ve spent the last hour trying to navigate Word Press — I’m going to bet it’s much easier than I’m making it — have written a terribly serious post on the allegorical link between Nordstrom and real estate, and decided that’s a really inelegant way to introduce myself.

Yes, thirteen years with Nordstrom in the late sixties and seventies, the perfect business education. Twenty five years as a manufacturer’s rep, until getting on planes and traveling salesman jokes simply got to be overwhelmingly dull. I got my real estate license nearly three years ago, and immediately wished that I’d done it years before.

Which means most here probably know more about real estate than I do. The reason I came to Bloodhound Blog in the first place was to learn.

What I do know is people. Why they buy, their motivations and reactions. I know that the Arizona Board of Appraisal is thoroughly nuts for thinking it can shut down Zillow, or even trying. I have a pretty good notion Redfin will be out of business in two years. Sixty Minutes is an anachronism.

And I’m certain the real estate business is changing. Much of the status quo is antithetical to anything I learned at Nordstrom: the industry gets much of its incentive from what’s best for the industry, not what’s best for the people we serve. I’ll never understand the first seminar I went to after I was licensed, where the instructor said good agents spend 90% of their time prospecting for new clients. 90%. If I spend that much time selling myself, what, exactly, am I selling?

Phil Knight said: “Nike is a marketing company, but our product is our number one marketing tool.” What I do for buyers and sellers is my product, and my interest is in being as good at that as I can be.

That’s why I’m here; I really, really look forward to it.

Thanks, Greg; I’m honored!