Belinda, I am sorry to have posted a piece yesterday titled “Evolution of the Homeless” that provoked friction between you and Gary and became the arena for a bantering match. I have to bring closure to that event.
I can understand both your sides of the argument. But first, let us all understand that on this site, among the many wonderful attributes it holds, it is a congenial place to vent out some of our industry related frustrations.
I have re-read Gary’s comment and subsequent responses to your defensive statements three times to see if I could detect any hints of malice from his prose that was directed to anyone in particular. I can only conclude that Gary expressed generality sentiments about certain things in our trade that are irritating to him and to many of us as well much like having homeless people on our street or in our neighborhood. All those poor-soles are probably harmless but we dislike them just because they are dirty, they smell bad and they beg.
For instance, because of the Middle-East war, we all show some great resentment towards the Muslims, the Arabs, the Afghanistans, and the whole Middle-East bunch but I am sure that the majority of those people are good, decent human beings who want peace just as much as we do.
Though you are right stating that we can not judge anyone in particular; I don’t hate Gary because he is a Republican. I don’t know what are the circumstances that made him sink to such a low level of humanity but because we don’t like the Republican Party, that doesn’t mean that Gary is a bad person. Likewise, we don’t have to like our President to love our Country.
Similarly, haven’t you ever articulated out loud at a party with family, friends, or colleagues strong, yet ridiculous feelings towards things that aggravate you like: “I wish they’d send all homosexuals to Uranus” (somehow this seems to be the perfect planet for this); or, “I wish all Republicans were dead”; or, “Everybody should be Catholic”; or etc… But when we say those things, we only mean the negative ideology of which they represent to us.
I have to admit that I side with Gary’s testimony, still. Last Wednesday, I praised a colleague for being such a formidable real estate professional in a post titled “Thank you, Donna, for your Professionalism.” After your squabble with Gary yesterday, I have revisited that post to realize that by praising Donna’s working discipline I was really conveying to the world that I despise all other agents who are Prima-Donnas (thanks, Cathy, for that) and who make my daily grind more turbulent.
I don’t know zip about Zip Realty but to cheer you up, make this your anthem song (after your get Disney’s copy right to use it, of course):
Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin' my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder
It's the truth, it's actual
Ev'rything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day, yes sir!
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin' my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay!
(It goes on for a few more verses)
Music by Allie Wrubel
Lyrics by Ray Gilbert
Performed by James Baskett
© 1945 Walt Disney Music Company