Friday, December 16, 2005

Ethics in Action: Real Estate


Today marks a first in my Real Estate trek towards investment success and I wanted to capture it for all it's teachings. To give you a little background, let me explain that my friend Ovidio Olivencia and I have been attempting to purchase a condo in South Beach since Sept. 19, 2005. The chosen property is unit 302 (931sq ft 2/2) in the Elaine Condo (http://www.theelaine.com) on Jefferson Ave and 15th st. The building is being sold as a Condo Conversion which means a "developer" purchased the entire structure from the previous owner ($2.25 million) and rather than renting it, is selling the apartment units individually (for a net worth of $4.5 million+). In the process he plans to "fix up" the common areas by leveraging the deposit moneys (10%) of all the contracted buyers. This purchase contract has a lot of fine print and legal jargon...but as I'm finding out plays much to the "developers'" advantage. I'm not making excuses for not reading and understanding it all before signing it (broke the cardinal rule), but wanted to state the facts. The contract was presented on Sept. 19, 2005 along with the Condo Association documents and a 15 day window was provided for review as the Florida Real Estate statue says. On Oct. 4, 2005 the contract was signed and delivered along with 10% of the purchase price of the property ($30,732). A few excerpts of the contract to note are: 1) The seller will notify the buyer of the closing date (in writing) 5 days prior. 2) Every day by which the buyer is late to close will incur a $50 penalty. 3) Buyer will pay all title attorney costs including title search. 4) Buyer will cover the first year of insurance costs at closing. For those inexperienced home buyers, let me explain that these requirements are VERY out of the ordinary for standard real estate deals in South Florida. Thirty (30) days are always given to schedule a closing so that the buyer can arrange the proper financing paperwork. The buyer never covers the title search... why would I pay to search for someone else's Title? Never would the buyer of an individual unit be responsible for insurance (be it partial Windstorm, Flood, and General) on the overall condo building...that is what association fees are for. Well, to continue with the story, after a few days of delivering the contract, I call the "developers" realtor, Marc Benware, to arrange for a closing date since I would be leaving for Europe on Oct. 21, 2005. He tells me that the closing needed to take place in October, so I petitioned for him to wait until me return on Nov. 7, 2005. He agreed to wait but reiterated that I must close on that date (there was no mention of a fee). Upon my return, Hurricane Wilma did quite a job on South Florida and so all pending closings needed to get reappraised so the closing would be delayed. Then after a few days, around Nov. 10, 2005, it was discovered that the "developer" had not purchased a Windstorm Insurance Policy for the building (being the property owner) and according to FANNIE MAE statues, this is a must. Fast forward to today. The "developer" still has not purchased and documented the Windstorm policy and we've already purchased one interest rate extension from the bank for a quarter point (0.25% ~ $900). Aside from not agreeing to cover this rate extension, the "developer" has tacked on $1300 in late fees due to an alledged 26days of late closing from Oct. 14th to Nov. 8th. These dates seemed to have been pulled from thin air since there was no evidence of where they might have come from. No notice was ever served for a closing on the 14th or the 8th...it wasn't even in any conversation we had with anyone. Aside from that, we have had to call the Title agent and realtor representing the "developer" on a daily basis since Nov. 7, 2005 in an attempt to schedule a closing (deterred due to lack of Windstorm policy purchase). I have all the phone records to prove it too. So the skinny on the whole thing is that the "developers" MO (modus operandi for those who don't know) is to get a nice flashy website/remodeling plan for the structure, advertise the individual units for below market value, draft a convoluted out-of-the-norm contract to deceptively assign ALL closing costs to the buyer, and charge a builders fee of 1.75% to attempt to meet the flashy remodeling plan (I'm wondering what guarantees I have for this?). It seemed like such a SHADY arrangement, we found ourselves unwilling to do business with such an outfit...based on ethics alone. I did some research with the Florida Real Estate commission (FREC) and found that the realtor representing the "developer" had a past complaint filed against him (although cleared, it corroborated my thought). It dawned to me that I had no bargaining power. Gathering more information from the FREC website, I learned of the process of backing out of a purchase contract and the reimbursement of the 10% deposit. It was very involved and included litigation in court, but the property would be frozen for several months until resolution. Also, due to the SHADY nature of the event timeline, I was under the right to submit a non-compliance complaint against Marc (potentially revoking his real estate license).

This is the clearest point of this whole story is the outcome and the implications of it...we were prepared to back out of the whole deal...allow for the deposit to be assigned by the court...all for essentially $1300 in material wealth, but a ton of ethics and consistency that would let me sleep at night. When I called my realtor, Nick Upchurch, and told him our stance, he agreed to petition the case to the "developer". He came back to me stating that the "developer" was wiling to waive the fees if we closed in January, 2006 since it would give him a tax benefit, otherwise, the fees would stand. I told him we weren't willing to pay for another interest rate extension at our on cost, and so therefore wanted to drop the deal. Then the realtors Marc and Nick agreed to cover the fees amongst them. The "developer", MARGUELES PROPERTIES INC., has basically concealed himself from working directly with customers because of his unethical measures...instead he works directly though title agents and realtors to conceal his trickery...they are each getting a piece of the pie but had to forfeit some in this case (3% each comes to roughly $9000). Ethically it is still unsound, but these are the lessons of how business gets done sometimes.

King Tut was Here.

With all the happiness in the world, Fort Lauderdale welcomes the King Tut exhibit and I had the pleasure of forming a part of the grand VIP opening event. It was thrilling, mysterious, and intoxicating (one too many CranberryVodkas). I'ma give a shout out to my girl Tatiana Berman for hooking up a phat experience. We arrived at 6pm after work on Wednesday...had to get all pimped out according to her instructions...never thought "casual chic" was soooo high class. In any event, I played the part and found quite a following. The exhibit was at the Museum of Art and upon arriving, I picked up my tickets at will call for 9pm!...what was to do until then?!? "Sir please make your way to the Riverhouse Condo for the reception..." Gadang, talk about a reception...gourmet food and drinks...plus the who's who of South Florida...and free!!...mmmm, ya'll know I was in heaven. While chillin with my boys Paco and Ovidio, the Egyptian Counsel Rep jumps up on the mic and says something like: "Egypt is the olde-hest civilizaaaheetion in the wor-eld...America is the young-hest civilizaaaheetion in the wor-eld...let us celebra-hate this exhibit in bridging that gap together..." Pretty inspiring if it wasn't for the funny accent... :) Anyway, I wasn't the only giggly one...throughout the exhibit my new acquaintances Mariela (right) and "the Cuban girl from UM" (left, forgot'er name) were going off!

NOTE: Personally, I think the boy king looks like Michael Jackson before the nose jobs...but whatever.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Twice in one day!

Here I'm with my main man Oscar from Motorola. Funny story, I have my cubicle adjacent to his but haven't actually sat in it for like 2 years now! No lie. I've opted to carry on my work days in a lab environment where windows, equipment, and people are in readily available. Obviously, encounters with Oscar have become rare but today marks a double run-in and hence deserves the honor of this post.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Tuning into reindeer land.

In the spirit of the coming holidays, this is my attempt to connect to Santa's sleigh. So step off Rudolf cuz I'm up! :) These pads are actually used to dampen the noise from the massive basestations scattered around the lab. Yadu found it hilarious so it made my blog pick of the day.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Farewell to Motorola AST team members

Today we bid farewell to three engineers on the team. Namely Julio Sanchez, Santi Dash, and Jason Rapps. They are all going to the MotoMesh in Maitland, FL. The site is located right outside of Orlando and has been attracting a lot of attention within Motorola. Mainly because the MotoMesh solution is the flagship wideband self-healing network solution that the Government and Enterprise Group has. Julio and Santi will stay there indefinitely but Jason is due to return 2 years from now...he's in a bomb diggity rotation program code-named "the BLDP". I found out today from him that it is more of a disorganized lump of opportunities than a formalized program...BTW, I was nominated for this program a few months ago as well, but was denied because they found me to be "arrogant"...do I sound arrogant to you? Yeah, well the news wasn't the highlight of my career lemme tell you. I'm over it though, pumped these days to rise to a personal challenge of innovation...let's see what the "Dirty" years have in store for me...

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Amazing Ronaldinho

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1483670761495213547

This is sick...Berto we gotta catch this kid in action... gadaaaaannnng...

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Visit to Hafele mobile center

In my plight to install the dopest sliding doors to seal the Nola loft project bedroom elegantly, I went down to Coral Gables to catch the Hafele mobile center. No doubt it will cost a pretty penny but it will best follow the theme in the space.

Friday, November 25, 2005

Ghetto posting

This is me in the process of posting my first blog entry. I'm sitting on my fridge at my loft apartment since it's the best place to jack broadband internet from my neighbor upstairs. The Grundawg strikes again!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

LifeBeforeDirty Story

I was born in Boston, Massachusetts as the second of three sons of Peter Grundy Perez and Maria Valenzuela Vuille. Both from Santiago, Chile, my parents had very different backgrounds. My father, from American descendance, grew up with a single parent and mainly in Chilean boarding schools. He pushed himself through college eventually transferring to MIT in pursuit of a Masters in Aeronautical Engineering. My mother came from a typical Chilean family, very extended and warm. Never attending college, she was a dedicated homemaker early on, however later became a successful entrepreneur, establishing many businesses.

In 1981 we moved to Maracaibo, Venezuela where my father accepted a contractor position with the national oil refineries. Together with my two brothers, we attended a small K through 12 private school that satisfied both Venezuelan and American pre-college requirements. I excelled both in and out of the classroom, attaining numerous class scholarship awards, induction into the Honor Society, as well as starting positions in varsity soccer, volleyball, and softball. Outside of school my parents took an active role in exposing us to the history and culture of South America, especially Venezuela. Every vacation involved a road trip to a new destination, initially within the country, but eventually reaching all the way down to Santiago, Chile. These journeys not only allowed me to bond more closely with my family, but also gave me a first hand look at the realities of life in developing countries.

By 1990, the decaying Venezuelan economy took its toll on our family income forcing us to move back to the United States in search of a better life. We lived in Miami, Florida where I completed my junior year at a high school almost twenty times the size of my previous one. Coupled with the fact that both my parents were unemployed, this transition was a difficult and humbling one. I worked busing tables at a local restaurant on the weekends, while maintaining an honors course load during the week. One of the few highlights of that year was my introduction to an advanced programming curriculum not available to me before. It was then when I developed an interest in software engineering as a career option.

At the end of summer in 1991, my father finally found a position with a software company in San Francisco, California. We moved to a small suburb outside of Oakland, called Moraga, where I completed my senior year. The adjustment to a new school was once again a challenge, especially since I was one of only a few Latino students on campus. My differences, such as my accent, stood out more than ever. However, given the smaller student body (less than 1000) and my involvement in varsity sports (soccer and volleyball), I was able to have a positive experience. Unfortunately, my mother did not share the same sentiment. She found it hard to integrate into the 90% Anglo community, attempting to do so through neighbors and the high school parents’ association.

Upon graduation in 1992, I chose to pursue an Electrical Engineering degree at the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA), where I received a full-tuition scholarship. Since orientation, I entered immediately into the Minority Engineering Program (MEP) at UCLA, where I found a warm community of students and staff to welcome me in. It is here that I developed the support network that guided me through the many challenges of engineering and university life. I needed it more than ever after 1993, when my family relocated to Monterrey, Mexico in search for happier and more comfortable surroundings. Committed to paying my way through school, I consistently sustained part-time employment during every school year, secured full-time internships for the summers, and aggressively pursued monetary scholarships through academic excellence. By my third year it became increasingly evident that the MEP familia was vital to my survival at UCLA, and so I took a more active role in giving back to it. I participated heavily in an MEP-sponsored student group, the Society of Latino Engineers and Scientists (UCLA SHPE Chapter), holding various leadership roles (Pres. ’98, VP ’96) and contributing to four National Outstanding Chapter Awards. In 1997, I was awarded the Graduate Engineering Minorities (GEM) Fellowship to pursue my MSEE at UCLA as well. My experiences at UCLA were the most rewarding of my life, teaching me how vital the role of community, mentorship, and support are to the advancement of underrepresented groups.

In October of 1999, Motorola’s Networks and Enterprise Business recruited me to work as a DSP Software Engineer in Plantation, FL. As a professional in South Florida, I have continued to be active in the community by assisting in Motorola’s recruiting efforts at SHPE conferences, giving professional presentations to student groups, and establishing the SHPE South Florida Chapter. These days I am so glad to finally be settled and call Miami my home.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Mission Statement


A friend once dropped it like this: "You're car is sooooo Dirty, casi llega'a Forty!!" That was after being challenged on the spot to deliver a funny comment regarding Miriam Febus' guagua at the time. Rod, thanks for passing that test with flying colors...only one of your dozens of accolades and still counting. And so I have titled this blog as "Life after Dirty" or as you may have understood from the joke "Life after Thirty"...That's right folks, I'm 31 years old and have decided to jump on the blog bandwagon...my life has taken several turns over the years and I have formed a network of people that care about me all over the world...for that reason, I'm sharing my life for all of you to follow, comment on, and possibly guide if you care to take that chance. Like a new friend once put it simply, "It's not the destination, but the journey that makes it worth it..." NOTE: The pic included here took place in Venice, Italy soon after my 30th birthday. It was a big challenge since it was my first trip to Europe and I was traveling alone. I had the best time and discovered a lot about myself...check out all the pics at http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vcbcvnp.43mxlgrt&x=0&y=1vyhyf