It is the nicest house on the whole planet

Confession: Not many people are going to have any sympathy for the protagonist in the video below. It cracks me up though. This video is not safe for work

Confession: I’m a real estate agent. I recall one of my dad’s colleagues in the UK meeting me and we got to talking. We hit it off and when I answered her question about her profession, she looked disappointed. I got the subtle non-verbal cues, but to make sure her point got across, she said, “Oh, it’s a shame you’re an estate agent. I was starting to like you.”

I have the same gut feeling about real estate agents, and I try not to be too shallow or superficial about it. My gut seems to treat me quite well, except when I eat dairy, so my default stance on meeting a real estate agent is general mis-trust and suspicion. Now what that says about the way I feel about my current profession will be left for another post and possibly several decades of therapy.

At any rate, I was sent this little gem today by an agent who I knew socially before either of us became agents. I guess you could argue that I trusted him more back then, but that’s neither here nor there, and opens cans of worms about self-trust. I’ll leave that can opener with the future therapist. [Incidentally, if any of you know a good therapist, i.e. one that you or “your friend” don’t need to see any more, feel free to leave their details in the comment section]

Like a lemon in a gin and tonic, I’m somewhat bitter and twisted, and I got a kick out of this little video. Now my aim according to my new blog title, is to become less jaded. And to that end, I have to say that I really like the vast majority of the people I work with. The good news is that I haven’t spent hours making a video about my bitterness(yet) and can instead laugh for three minutes at this:

Confession: I plagiarize unashamedly. Imitation is the best form of flattery and all that. I’m borrowing the confession idea from another blogger.