Is There Hope for a Directionally Challenged Realtor?

They laugh at me.  They shake their heads.  “Don’t ask Wendy for directions!”, they say. Why?  I am “directionally” challenged.  It happened again just this morning.  I had a meeting with a fellow Realtor and an attorney. The attorney’s office is located about a quarter mile from my Destin real estate office and near my house. I had no idea where it was.  I emailed the Realtor three times for directions.  “Is it on the south side of the road? Is there a sign on the building? What is near it?”  She told me the attorney’s office was in a former real estate company building. I never knew that had been there, either.

When someone asks me for directions, I tell them, “It’s just down the road about….. miles.” To me, that’s where it is.  That’s where everything is! Do I drive buyers around? No. I prefer listings.  Could the reason be that I panic when someone gets in my car because I don’t know where I am going?  Even with GPS?  Somehow, though, I always make it to a listing appointment on the dot.  I don’t know how.  And entering directions in the MLS?  I don’t. I let someone else on my team do it.  That’s because I’ve had a few agents tell me my directions are wrong.  Even if I use a map as a guide.

My parents knew something was amiss when I was a child. I tested high in all categories – except – you guessed it! Geography!

It’s Wendy!