When I first retired I felt a little guilty. Now I feel entitled.
I feel entitled, not in the way that I should be treated with special respect or that I should be able to cut to the front of lines and get discounts, but entitled in the way that I was a good member of society, that got up every morning and went to work. I paid my taxes. I bought a house and kept my yard in good shape. I did this for the best part of 40 years and now I am entitled to do what I want, which is not work.
I am going to take a lot of joy when September rolls around and I see all the kids heading off to school and the parents heading off to work, when life returns to normal for non-retired people.
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In my last job, when I worked as a real estate agent, there were three cases (that I know of) where I took over after clients had left their previous agents. The new clients blamed their previous agents for being too pushy or too busy for them or… for ‘not being a good fit’. In all three cases, these new clients ended up not buying or selling a house, (at least not with me.) In all three cases, the clients just took too long (farting around) and we drifted apart. The point is that the clients in all three cases blamed the agents but it turns out that the clients themselves were at least part of the problem.
After working as a real estate agent for a while, I got really good at weeding out the tire kickers and time wasters. I got really good at disqualifying clients that were likely not going to put money in my bank account and food on my table. Being a salesperson is all about establishing and maintaining transactional relationships. Sure there may be a little bonding at first, but ultimately success happens when the goals of both sides are aligned.
(That last bit I would have said at some point to all new clients.) I’m so happy I’m retired.
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