My broker just sent out an email announcing that we're all required to attend a "mindset mastery" workshop this Saturday. Mandatory. Unpaid. Eight hours of some motivational speaker he met at a conference in Vegas. The kicker? This is the same broker who hasn't returned my calls about my missing commission check from six weeks ago. The same guy who "accidentally" assigned my listing lead to his nephew last month. The same person who keeps forgetting to order business cards but somehow found budget for a new office espresso machine that only he uses. But sure, my mindset is the problem. I checked the speaker's credentials. He sold real estate for eighteen months in 2019 and now charges five grand to tell rooms full of agents to "visualize success." Meanwhile, I've been visualizing my broker's face when I finally hand in my resignation letter. The email ended with "Attendance will be noted." Not noted for what, of course. Just noted. Like we're children being threatened with a vague punishment. I'm bringing a flask and sitting in the back row. My mindset will be just fine.