I am heading up to the cabin today, with a friend and four kids, to meet with two potential property managers. While I'm a little irritated that we are being dropped by our current company (because we are 2 miles over the county line!), I'm looking forward to seeing what else is out there. A cursory review of the contracts shows that the commission fees are the same as my current company, so I think I'll make a similar amount of money. (Some of the incidental fees are different, like cleaning and minor maintenance, but I don't think they will add up to a substantial difference.)
So I just want to get a feel for how they run their companies and exactly where they advertise and any extra things they offer. Everyone has been nice so far, but the guy from the company we are meeting with on Monday afternoon was a little strange. He asked me if Brendan was coming and when I told him that I wasn't really sure, expecting him to say something about wanting to meet both owners, he just stammered and said that he felt uncomfortable meeting with just a woman (despite the fact that a woman from his office was coming, too!) and something about "this day and age. . . ." As if we would be unable to keep our animal passions in check. Or something. I don't know. It was very strange. Needless to say, Brendan will be joining me for the Monday meeting because now I'm creeped out.
Yay for the 1-2 inches of snow not coming until tonight!