Larry Martin made one of the most traumatic days of my life even worse. I will never forget how small and stupid he made me feel.
Twelve years ago, I was leaving a domestic violence situation and had a 2 year old and nine month old. My house was small, but it was cute, clean, and organized. I bought it when I was 25, but 8 years later I was divorcing my husband who had been abusing me, and who was convicted of stalking me.
Larry Martin was recommended to me by my church at the time- a church that promoted women being submissive to men.
Larry acted so judgmental and pompous. He would roll his eyes, cross his arms, and sigh during interactions with me. He would hold his chin up high and look around the room avoiding eye contact or even looking in my direction. He always seemed busy. He acted like I was taking up his time, like I was a nuisance, like he was better than me. I was always polite and respectful to him. I apologized profusely for asking questions. I never called his office, requested meetings, or took up extra time. I filled out paperwork on time. Yet he acted like I was disgusting. While filling out paperwork to close the property, I was trying not to cry but a few quiet sobs escaped me. He sat stone faced across from me, sighed, and rolled his eyes. There were never any words of comfort, never any condolences, never any prayers. Just displays of annoyance and superiority.
I would never recommend Larry Martin to anyone. Even though it's been 12 years, I still see his signs around town and they remind me of how small Larry made me feel.
I'm doing great by the way, and own a home worth 5 times what my old home was worth. read more
