Sacramento Realtors Are Found on Google Today For Other Things

This Realtor might walk under a ladder, and I don’t care if a black cat crosses my path just as long as I am found on Google. I’m not really superstitious, but just to be safe I think I’ll knock on wood when I type the next sentence. I have not received a speeding ticket for years. It’s not because I don’t speed. I suspect it’s because I am lucky.

I bought a new car a while back with a weird quirk. When I exceed 75 MPH, a spoiler popped up to keep the car stable and on the road. Not that I probably needed this spoiler at 75 MPH — maybe 100 or 120 MPH. I’m not an engineer either but I’m thinking as long as I keep my MPH around 80, that car will stay on the road without an extended spoiler. So, I am trying to figure out from the manual how to lower the spoiler while I’m driving.

The reason I don’t want it extended is because if a police officer spots my car with the spoiler up, it’s a sure sign that I am speeding. Don’t need radar for that. I could call the dealership, I suppose, and ask, but I’m a person who prefers to figure out things for herself.

Like everybody who wants to be found on Google these days. It’s no secret that if you’re searching for a homebuying related term, you will probably find an article that I wrote ranking in the top 10 Google hits for your search term. Although, this is not always a good thing. There are definite drawbacks to ranking near the top to be found in Google for search terms about homebuying. One of those drawbacks is people don’t always click on the link they find, especially if a phone number or email address appears in the brief description of that link.

A few weeks ago I received a phone call from a guy insisting that he had reached a Surewest office in Sacramento. He wanted to drop off a friend’s cable equipment. You were found on Google, he said. I assured him that I was not Surewest — I am a Sacramento Realtor — but he wasn’t buying it. So, I went to Google and found him an address for Surewest over on Marconi. I went to Google maps and told him how to get there.

Later on in the afternoon I received a text message from him.

He was lost.

He asked in his text message who he had reached. I replied, “Not Surewest.” But I helped him out anyway. He says he will now call me whenever he needs directions. He called me his Google Lady.

Thanks, Google.

Elizabeth is returning to Big Island from visiting Pearl Harbor on Oahu with her husband. This blog was originally written in 2011 and is still pertinent today.