My broker announced at our Monday meeting that we're switching to a "collaborative team model" which apparently means I now have to share my commission with agents who did absolutely nothing except exist in the same office. Meanwhile, she's taking credit for every big sale in our marketing materials while simultaneously forgetting my name half the time. Last week she introduced me to a developer as "Sarah" at a networking event. My name is not Sarah. I've worked there for four years. The kicker? She just hired her nephew straight out of getting his license and somehow he's already getting the prime floor time and "mentorship opportunities" while the rest of us fight over leads from the website contact form that are 90% spam. But when I mentioned maybe exploring other brokerages, suddenly she remembers my actual name and wants to have coffee to discuss my "career trajectory." My trajectory is out the door, Linda. Just waiting for my listing contract obligations to wrap up. The nephew can have my desk.