Why I don't want to be a real estate agent.

Even though half the women I know shill residential real estate, I refuse to even contemplate it.

See, here's how it would be. I figured it out from checking out a friend of mine's listings.

The other agents would get the listings with the beautiful, gracious, traditional, formal rooms. Like this dining room:


I'd get the listings with the twenty year old master bathrooms slathered in garish tile, looking like something Darryl Hannah would have decorated in Wall Street. Like this: