It seems everyone had another life prior to real estate. Few people grow up saying, ‚ÄúI want to be a real estate agent!‚ÄĚ Rare is the 18 year old that gets a license and does nothing but sell real estate the rest of their life.
I had a plethora of jobs in my youth. I got a job at McDonalds the day I turned 16 and have been pretty much working ever since. One summer in college I moved pianos. That job sucked. Another summer I had a brief stint installing guard rails for the Texas Highway Department. That was about as much fun as moving pianos.
I went to college for two semester‚Äôs right after high school. First was at Texas A&M at Galveston where I quickly found out going to a college where you could see the beach outside the English 101 classroom was not conducive to proper study habits. Rather than get kicked out, I packed up and moved to Austin to attend the University of Texas. There I quickly found out being 18, away from home and living in a college town that is jammed full of coeds, in a house with 5 other guys, was not conducive to proper study habits.
I pumped gas that semester in Austin (physically pumped gas ‚Äď this was back in the day of full service gas stations) which did not pay well. One evening an ad came on the radio announcing that Motorola was hiring for entry-level workers in their semiconductor manufacturing facility. The pay was outstanding‚ÄĒ$3.50 an hour (almost a buck over minimum wage!) and it had benefits ‚Äď like vacation time, tuition reimbursement and health insurance. So I dropped out of college (‚ÄúThey can‚Äôt teach me anything!‚ÄĚ) and applied for a position.
Fast forward 16 years. I was still employed at Motorola and Continue reading this post