I remember the phone call well.
"Asher, this is Warren Adams. Do you know who I am?"
"WARREN! I've been waiting for your call!", I responded, feigning confidence.
My mind raced. "Warren Adams?? He's BIGTIME!" I knew the name well. During my first year in business, I'd actually been in to his real estate office on more than one occasion to give presentations, but we'd never spoken personally. Every time I'd gone in to the office, I'd see Warren and his team working away buying and selling places left and right. And here he was on the phone, ... calling ME! I was psyched.
Long story short, Warren needed some help insuring a distressed property in Sacramento. I helped him out ... and somewhere along the line, took a look at his own personal insurance package. Although most of the policies were in good order, there was one gaping hole in his package that left him exposed in a major way. At that time, he didn't have an Umbrella Policy, a must for somebody at his level of success. When I pointed it out to Warren, he was upset. And justifiably really. Turns out, he had been with the same insurance agent for the last ten years. Warren had trusted the guy to look out for him and give him good advice, and I brought the bad news that he had been left exposed. Wether it was out of laziness or ignorance, ... the insurance agent had failed to do his job. He had become a Fat Cat Agent and was caught.
Old guy out, Asher in.
Fast forward nine years.
An email from Warren comes in asking the status of his Umbrella Policy. Another long story short, ... his Umbrella Policy had lapsed. YIKES! I had needed to remember the renewal date and take note in my calendar, but I failed to do so, and the policy went out of force. It was completely my fault. The very thing that brought him to my agency, I had now screwed up on. And now the choice. Will I take care of business, address the mistake, and fix it? Or will I take the 'Fat Cat Agent' I'm-too-successful-to-care attitude?
I wrote Warren that evening from my house:
Warren,
Years ago, you and I started our business relationship after I reviewed your insurance and found the advice from your prior agent lacking. Specifically, it was amazing to me that somebody of your assets and exposure didn’t carry a Personal Umbrella Policy … in fact, you hadn’t even been offered one. You were justifiably angry at the old agent, and moved all of your business to my agency and have trusted me to be your insurance agent ever since.
I spend a lot of my efforts to make sure I have a good staff on board, and I know that Jenny and other members of my staff have done a great job servicing your account as you’ve purchased and sold properties. They’ve kept me in the loop on every transaction along the way. I can’t blame them one bit for this.
I’ve met with you several times to review your insurance over the years, been invited to your home, and think about you, your family, and your account often. But, I absolutely screwed up here. It is a 100% a failure on my part, … a failure to followup and review an important area of your insurance. I should have put a reminder in my calendar to review, and despite my late night remembrances, I never followed up with you. I am genuinely sorry for that failure.
There was one time that I had to point out to my tax guy that he was missing a break that I was entitled to. It wasn’t more than a couple hundred bucks … but I told him it angered and frustrated me, and told him that it diminished my perceived value of his services. The second time that he made the same mistake, I fired him and found another, more competent tax person.
As you’ve pointed out, I can’t fix this mistake of mine. But I want you to know that it won’t happen again.
Please accept my apologies.
Asher
Warren was gracious with me. I quickly fixed the problem that my mistake had created, and got him back on track.
Had I become a Fat Cat Agent?! Was I becoming too distant from my clients' needs? Was this mistake a result of laziness? ... No. No. And No.
And how do I know that this whole snafu wasn't the result of a Fat Cat Agent at work?
Because I cared.
Because I felt that knot in my stomach when you've done something stupid, and then I took responsibility for it.
Because I fixed the problem.
And because I've vowed to never make a mistake like this again.