This is gonna be a long read. Yes, I *may* have dreamed of working in Property Management as a kid..
Let me start off by saying -
My dad has been the Maintenance Supervisor at the same community for 43(ish) years. It's a fairly large community and has seen a lot of changes over the years, but he is definitely a fixture.
My childhood home was an apartment at that community. We lived in a tiny 2 Bedroom until I was 15 when my parents finally bought a house!
As a kid, I had free reign of the community. It's sizable - just shy of 900 units, and has vast landscaping. The community also boasts 3 pools, and at that time a huge community party house and playground. (RIP Party House + Playground). I would go to the maintenance shop and write pretend Work Orders -- because these were the days before computers and the term 'Service Request' was even a thing. I knew the entire staff; Would hang out at the pool in the summer, would pop into the leasing office for candy. The property got golf carts sometime in the late 80's and I would take one for a spin every chance I got. I knew the property inside and out. I knew a lot of the residents, too.
I literally grew up in Property Management and knew more about it at the age of 10 than most people know as an adult. I remember someone getting evicted the day after Thanksgiving vividly and trying to process that as a kid. I also remember going on an emergency call with my dad one hot Saturday afternoon ... What started as a wellness check essentially turned into discovering that someone had moved out and left meat on a kitchen counter. (THAT SMELL, THO!) The bizarre and funny stories don't stop there, as anyone in the industry knows, but this isn't the place..
My parents both work in the industry; And provided a great foundation for both my sister and I. When I turned 18 and graduated high school - I did the thing that seemed the most natural. I took a job at the biggest competitor to my Dad's property. And I started in Maintenance. I was offered that job because I knew the product, I knew the clientele, and I knew the terminology. Plus, I really would take no s**t. Fresh faced and 18 among a bunch of older men was really character building, to say the least. And don't even get me started on going into some of the apartments.. I remember both of my parents asking if I was absolutely sure that this is what I wanted to do; Like it was a horrible, crazy trap (and it totally was a trap, only not so horrible..)
I would work at that property on the weekends in the leasing office for the OT and added experience. I ended up moving on from there after a property sale to another company and quickly earning a manager position. For the last 18 years, the industry has kept me busy and entertained. In 2009, I came to work for my current company. I started as a Property Manager. The community was the smallest I had ever worked, and as winter set it, I got bored QUICKLY. Senior Management saw this, and also saw a little light shining in me. I was promoted to the Social Media & Marketing Manager for the company, and it's what I do to this day. I LOVE MY JOB! It mixes a lot of things I am really passionate about, and it was my inspiration to return to school. I graduated last year.
So, a little girl chasing her dad has turned into a lifetime in the industry.. That's my tale. As we approach a holiday weekend, one rule applies at my parents house: NO SHOP TALK, no matter how crazy!