208 people in the room. Only 27 spaces left. £15,000 to join.
A woman called me this morning. She'd just sat through a two-day event run by a well-known property training company.
208 people in the room. They told her only 27 spaces were left for their £15,000 training program. So she went home and started looking at loans. Looking at refinancing her own property to find the money.
She doesn't have £15,000.
She believed them because they told her she could quit her day job. That their training was the answer to everything. That she'd make so much money she wouldn't need to work anymore.
They knew nothing about her. Nothing about her skills. Nothing about her situation, her strengths, her weaknesses, or her capital. But they sold her the dream anyway.
They hold these events every couple of weeks. There aren't 27 spaces. There's always room because they're chasing the cash flow. The scarcity is fake. The hype is fake. The promise that their training is the answer to everything? Also fake.
£15,000 is a deposit on a property. Not a course fee. That money could go on a refurb, or capital put to work earning a real return. It absolutely should not be going into the bank account of a training company that doesn't know your name.
So I told her to keep her £15,000 and keep her house. We spent twenty minutes on a free call working out what she could actually do with the savings she already had. By the end of it she went quiet, then said: "Paul, I want you to mentor me. If you'll have me."
That's the whole reason this exists. Not to bash the industry. To be the thing I wish she'd found before she nearly remortgaged her home for a two-day event.
Twelve months of one-to-one. No upsells. No hype. Or book a free 20-minute call first if you'd like to talk it through.