This Maine banker said he sees is all...the divorcing couple where one soon to be ex partner cleaned out a joint account.The settling of an estate, funeral arrangements from a long standing customer. And the family asking him to help track down bank accounts, annuities a loved one had. To generate paper work. Or he is involved with a young couple starting out, nervous about buying a home. And everything in between. His point, that he is involved in the lives of people. Checking their credit, hearing their problems. It made me think that anyone dealing with the public gets a glimpse, a taste of the live of that person sitting in the far corner of the office or on the other end of the phone, fiber optics. But not exactly as deeply as a real estate broker.
The banker sees the angry spouse standing, hands waving, agitated on the other side of his desk Monday morning. The guy with the cleaned out now not so joint bank account hopping up and down in his office, sprewing expletives, pounding his fist on the desk.The bank gets the repeated calls from the account holder that bounced her third, fourth, eighteenth check. She explains how it won't happen again and could he waive those hefty rubber check charges? Juggling phone calls with this crisis, this personal request for a better CD rate or a bridge loan. The banker then shifts to scan a waiting applicant's credit score, the lowest he has ever seen. But tries to help the local borrower get back on his feet. With suggestions to de-knot, untangle the mess with fatherly type advice. Knowing the real father of this young customer died roughly ten years before.
Yes, the banker is involved in the intricacies of the people he deals with in the "village". A teacher could be pretty much knee deep in some of his student's lives too. As life happens right on schedule for the youngster in the second row, one back in her home room that is struggling.
A real estate broker does all that but one more big step is taken. That broker, the guy or gal wearing the "R", the hardest working letter in the alphabet, gets INSIDE the home, waterfront cottage, farm, apartment houses, wherever these people live. Smelling baked beans at an end of the day showing when our stomachs remind us about the "E" causing the internal grumbles. That push us to our own homes after that showing is done. We see the punched in walls caused by an abusive drunk. The third grade pictures and school awards left behind in someone evicted from an apartment for lack of payment. Or running from the law. The kids pulled along, lost and forgotten in the shuffle. We see it all. The well kept, tightly run homes with respect, pride and love oozing from the four walls. And the places that are neglected, the animals tied out back and forgotten about day in and out. We deal with people but see where they live. Get inside their homes, apartments.
And in the case of an estate, you measure and shoot video, take images one by one of the real estate. But can not help feeling you are watching a slide show of the person, couple, family who lived here for fifty years. As you admire the hand knit aphgan hanging from the harvest gold couch. The Christmas cactus still blooming, healthy after its care taker has stopped breathing. And you see a world war two image of her earlier deceased husband, aka Grampy, a sargeant in the infantry who fought in the Battle of the Bulge. An everywhere you look, grand and great grandchildren images, family holidays. You see, feel the love. The place reeks in it. It's hanging all over the walls. You feel like a tresspasser but remind yourself the family called you for a reason, when they handed you the key. Turned you loose to do your thing. Carefully turn off lights, lock up when you are done and add this place to one on the list of properties you worry about, check in on until sold.
It is an honor, a privledge to represent a seller in a real estate tranaction. To be allowed inside a home, a property. Trusted with the key, sensitive to the folks who live here now, or in the past. Yes, REALTOR's are involved with their sellers, buyers, their families. Heck even know their pets, their house keeping skills. What they listen to for music. And during a water test on a rural property on its own well, even see the medicines parked in a row of soldiers on the kitchen window sill over the sink they draw water from. That's pretty personal, special, close to your seller, your partner in this real estate marketing process, eventual sale. We coached his son on the local little league team. Or helped turn his other son or daughter into a Dale Earnhardt Jr or Sr soap box derby car driver.