Last night, at around 8:45 pm, before sending me an offer, one of my well respected “compadra”, Donna called me to ask all pertinent information about one of the properties I am selling.  After 45 minutes of delightful conversation, she smitten me with the "true professional” she is in our business.  (Agents like her can call me even in the middle of the night, if they need to.)

She had some uncertain issues about my listing she had visited with her buyers yesterday.  Yet, she cleverly danced around those questions to keep all confidential edge for her buyer; she was not embarrassed to ask about those gray areas.  This morning, I received, via email, an offer that was flawless.  All the dots were on teh "i"s and the bars on al "t"s.  Plus she placed two detailed conditional requests which I didn’t have to guess what they meant.  Today, we got the deal accepted by the seller in a proficient and expedient manner.

Isn’t that refreshing to work with such competent colleagues?

Sometimes I receive hair-raising offers that make me wonder “how did that agent managed to pass his/her real estate exam?”  Who is working in that office?  -  Blanks not filled in, hand-written changes or scribbles not initialed by the buyer(s), no folio number, ambiguous and incomplete sentences in the “Special Clause” segment of the offer where I have to guess what it is or decipher the handwriting like a doctor’s prescription or no required addenda (Lead Based-Paint, Condo Addendum, etc.) as it is my responsibility to provide all that information to save that agent’s a..

Today, I have become a proponent in favor of genetic splicing and cloning.  We need more Donnas in our profession.