Saturday, April 28, 2018

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire - Getting Listings


Getting Listings
Let’s face it. In order to sell a property, you must first list it so that you (or anyone else) can sell it. Listings are after all, the core of the business. The question is: how do you get listings?
I’ve got to say there are a million ways to do this, most of which are never used. For starters, most real estate sales people are not really sales people to begin with. They are hard wired for rejection. If someone seems willing to do business with them, they automatically get suspicious. I think the business of direct sales is a foreign concept to most sales people that is difficult to grasp.
I remember once when our company closed our office and moved us to another in a consolidation move, several agents in the office we moved to quit the business altogether, citing a lack of referrals coming into their office and how would they make a living now? These were not sales people. They were sales clerks and didn’t know the difference. That’s the thing. Direct sales are a whole different category. You need an entirely different mindset for that.
I remember the old Xerox course in direct sales that was so simple it was understandable by most everyone. It said (more or less) to paraphrase; find (or establish) a need and present your product to fill that need, answer any objections until the need is met; ask for the order. Well it went something like that.
There was another course called the Spech sales course for real estate. It was also an excellent course in having the (potential) client participate in establishing a price for the property. I used its philosophy quite successfully in my marketing technique. On Dwight Whalley though, it had the opposite effect. He was a friendly, gregarious fellow whose personality invited friendship. Dwight was literally making an excellent living selling real estate with never much of a problem. But once he got into this method, his sales began to slow down to the point he wasn’t making any sales at all. Finally desperate, Dwight went back to his old ways and business picked up for him.
The point of the whole story is that not everything works for everyone. You have to take what matches your personality and go with that. Not even drumming into our heads that in cold calling we needed to call, make the appointment and get off the phone got through our heads (well not all of us anyway). It seems the blockage occurred in identifying oneself as a real estate agent and the perceived tirade of abuse that was sure to follow from the person on the other end of the phone. Well it was a time when lawyers, used car salesmen, and real estate salesmen were all the butt of many jokes. Agents would identify themselves in the strangest of ways to avoid saying “real estate agent”. Some would be “doing a survey”, others would be selling insurance, etc. – anything but looking for real estate business.  Then, if they didn’t get their ears burned off from the other end, they would begin to talk to the potential customer and blow their whole cover.
We had one agent in our office who I think I’ve told you about before who had mastered the art of getting appointments. He was indeed an experienced agent who would go around the office asking people how many appointments/listings they wanted.  Of course, everyone was happy to get a listing or to and would be happy to pay a referral on the sale of a property.
“Listen,” he would say in response to a tirade about real estate agents. “I’m with you sir/madam. I just hate them crooks. I’m an agent myself and I have no end of trouble with them. They drive me nuts!”
First thing you know he’s got the party on the other end agreeing with him. “Tell you what,” he says. “I’ve got some good people I trust working with me. I’ll send Mrs. Palmer over to give you an evaluation of your home. No, no, there’s no cost or obligation. But I’m sure you’d like to know what your home is worth.”
Of course they would. Who wouldn’t like to know what their home is worth? “Is tomorrow evening good for you – say 7:00 p.m. or should we make it 8:00?”
“No, seven is fine”.
“Mrs. Palmer will be there.” He hung up the phone and went on to the next.
The thing was that he wasn’t ashamed to be a real estate agent at all. He was rather proud of it in fact. In the course of the evening he had racked up thirteen appointments, with a referral of ten percent on each sold listing. Not bad for sitting on the phone enjoying yourself for a few hours.
So there you have it. You need to be proud of what you do to do it well. It works.

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