Usually when something unpleasant occurs in the business, such as watching an escrow unravel when a buyer flakes, I look for new worlds to conquer.
In this vain, I joined Facebook yesterday (making me the last person in Maricopa County to do so by all estimates.) Here’s the thing, though … I’m not sure why I’m there.
I’m certain there’s a compelling reason. I think I found my class valedictorian from Dobson High’s Class of 1986 (who, incidentally, is not a good ping-pong player.) I’ve found a bunch of us real estate types.
I found Jay’s online tracking of this weekend’s Texas-OU game (memo to Longhorn fans … wait until the clock reads 0:00 before singing the Eyes of Texas. Bevo’s horns may not have come off but the wheels of the season surely are.)
This blog’s now linked there, which seems like a tremendous thing. I think. I’m really good at Arizona State football trivia, which I suppose also is a good thing. Or maybe it’s not.
One of the great challenges with this whole Real Estate 2.0-business is keeping up. It’s all but impossible to do. I’ve seen multiple articles about the need to be on Facebook and on MySpace (Tobey has a page – I’m along for the ride. Seriously) but I don’t fully understand why I need to be there.
It’s not like I’m a technological dinosaur, counter to what my recently-acquired Arizona State transcripts might say (three hours of credit for “Applied Problem Solving With Basic.” Apparently “Applied Problem Solving With Sanskit” wasn’t available 19 years ago when I first
step stepped foot on campus.)
Do I really need this profile? I dunno.
Did it give me something to do other than search for the nearest bottle of Hefeweizen after explaining to my sellers that buyers can walk for any reason during the 10-day inspection period, that after a week of frantic searching they aren’t moving after all? Sure. Maybe that’s enough until someone explains the finer points.[tags]real estate technology, Facebook, real estate marketing, real estate 2.0[/tags]