I will do anything for business but I won’t do that...
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I will do anything for business but I won’t do that... I had been looking forward to this appraisal. I knew the house; I had driven past it on many occasions and always admired it. It was a rare thing – an elegant mock Georgian property sitting in about one acre along a popular and private, tree lined residential road; to be asked to value anything on this road was good news, the potential was there to bag an absolute corker of a listing. Simply put, I would do anything to win an instruction on this road. Anything. It’s a sign you’ve arrived as an agent. I pulled up on the drive, it was immaculately presented on the outside, huge kerb appeal. I had to have this instruction. I walked up to the front door, pillars and perfectly manicured shrubs. Nice touch. Pulled – perfectly polished – the brass door ringer; another nice touch. After a few moments the door opened, “Christ” I thought, in her late 40’s and wearing some shorts. Short shorts. Very short shorts, high heels, shirt t