The New Sheriff in Town

And he goes by the acronym BK or shorty if you will. The reason for this post is that I will be exposing this humble blog to the masses any day now. That's right folks, I'm caving in and opening a Facebook account. I've resisted so far because at my night job, Facebook is a blocked account, blogging obviously is not. At this time I have 7 devoted followers and around 20-25 people who call or e-mail me to comment on my posts. A caller today who commented that she LHAO while catchting up with my posts, pointed out that someone from the outside looking in may think that this is all just "sour grapes" and that I'm just being vindictive. I could definately see her point so I decided to write. If you've read the previous posts you know the title of this blog comes from an infamous Holiday Party speach by the Bloated One in Dec '07. After basically ignoring his company for the previous 6 months he was announcing to his agents that he was back on the job and things were going to change. The Bloated One had gone from an inspiring, forward thinking, motivating personality to a skirt chasing, money hungry two face ogre. After having been invisible for the previous 6 months, he declared he was back in action and was going to turn the real estate market upside down and bring it back to prosperity. Well his timing was just a tad bit off, while other companies were circling the wagons and cutting expenses, he was in expansion mode. A new more costly office in Howell, an adult community office that Diane Turton had given up on yet TBO payed top dollar for, and an office in Brick that another agency had abandoned yet TBO felt was the perfect location. My assumption was that he tried to time the comeback of the market and never expected the downturn to last into '09 and possibly '10. He decided to move his own office to the Point location and the agents soon found out what I had been shielding them from for the past 15 months or so. He became antagonistic bordering on abusive, refused to cooperate with agents who were trying to complete deals, and in the end he was even ignoring his own written orders on how a commission split should be paid to an agent. He lied, and his unwitting mgrs and asst mgrs swore to the lie. I once had respect for a couple of his minnions, that all went out the window after that last fiasco. What strikes me as the most ironic is that he failed to turn the Point office around. He grossly underestimated the work and time involved in running an office staffed by part time agents. In less than a year under his guidance, he closed his original office. He can make all the excuses he wants but it had to be a huge blow to his enormous ego to shutter the office that started it all. It's a huge blow to his pocketbook also because he's still paying rent on both units as we speak. One sharp business man. Anyway back to the point, if you've read the posts from day one I didn't start this blog as a blast Beltri site. What happened was he started royally screwing my former associates and it really made me angry. Most people in his company are deathly afraid of this man or feel they owe their professional lives to him. He revels in this, he rules by fear and intimidation. A bully plain and simple. From the beginning it seemed I was the only one who ever stood up to him, explained right from wrong. fought a dress code, and told him how to diplomatically handle certain situations. I have often said I was the conscience of the company. Well it's quite obvious from the way the company is being run that no one is willing to stand up to him, the agents have noticed and they're leaving in droves. I still feel a responsibility to the agents I had managed that are left behind so I post the truth. The Beltris have run their company based on gossip, intimidation, and hiding the truth, so I post what I know. First hand accounts from the agents that were slandered, mistreated, harrassed, and falsely accused. Can you imagine a gag order on a small claims court settlement of around $500. That's dinner and wine for 2 nights for the ultraextravagant Beltris, a limo ride and lunch on a Saturday for heavens sake! Yet he went to court when he knew he was wrong in order to keep the truth from coming out! Well, that's why I blog, to let others know what is really going on. I don't feel I'm wasting my time, time seems to fly by when I'm writing, and like I said, I feel I have a responsibility to do it. I honestly don't have any ethical problems with what I'm writing because it's all fact. If I'm making an assumption I'm sure I have 95% of the facts to support my conclusion. And besides, it's fun to read for the agents who have been royally screwed by the fat man and the agents who have left without their full commissions or listings. More than 5 agents who left have said they felt some wierd stuff was going on but they couldn't put 2 and 2 together, and now it all makes sense. Well, believe me, it's hard to make sense of a cluster f**k but I'm doing the best I can. No personnal vindictiveness, only for my friends, no falsehoods, gotta protect my rep, don't want to be sued by a gaggle of lawyers kept on retainer, and don't want to be shot, I'm told he has a handgun by a frightened for her life young lady, but that's a story I don't yet have permission to tell. Maybe soon...