There are three phone numbers floating around that will get a potential client able to reach me.?ÿ One is a number that was my home number beginning in 1980.?ÿ Another is the land line from about 1995 that is still in use for primarily personal use.?ÿ The third is my cell number that I've used as the business number since roughly 1997.?ÿ Today's call?ÿ via the land line could have been hazardous to my health.
Mrs. Cow:?ÿ Hello.
Amber:?ÿ Hi, this is Amber just checking in to see what time you were planning to drop by to see me tomorrow.?ÿ I'm really looking forward to finally meeting you.
Mrs. Cow:?ÿ Miss, this is Mrs. Cow.?ÿ Mr. Cow is out in the field working?ÿ right now .......................................
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Keep this thought in mind when setting up a home-based business.?ÿ You never quite know what the caller might say.?ÿ Fortunately, Mrs. Cow?ÿ figured out a long time ago to err on the side of caution no matter what the caller starts telling her.
BTW, I have still not met Amber.?ÿ But, I've known her father since about 1963 when I was a fifth grader and he was an eighth grader.?ÿ Her uncle, who currently has his name listed as owner of the property being surveyed, was my classmate for five years.?ÿ This is property her grandmother had gained from her second husband (the first husband and father of her children died about 40 years ago).?ÿ I had surveyed a different portion of the parent tract for the second husband over 25 years ago.?ÿ I also surveyed a tract about 15 years ago for an adjoiner who had a long standing battle going with grandma's second husband.?ÿ Both the adjoiner and the second husband were born to make people grow to hate them for one reason or another.?ÿ Both grandma and the second husband took up residence in cemeteries within the past year.
Probably 15 years ago a call came to the land line asking for me.?ÿ According to Mrs. Cow the caller was female, had a very sultry voice and was looking for me.?ÿ She had told Mrs. Cow her name was Buffy, which she thinks of as a stripper name.?ÿ For months after that whenever she was around and heard me discussing some survey project on the phone, she would ask, "Was that Buffy..........................?"
Buffy happened to be the wife of a young man that was in school with my oldest daughter and happened to be the one handling most of their personal business matters as he traveled extensively with his work.
My phone confusion is usually the inverse of what you've described.?ÿ I'm usually the caller.
For some reason almost every male subscriber to the electric co-ops I represent leave all the paper work to their wives.?ÿ If they need a new 400 amp service out to the horse barn they get their significant other to call the co-op and get things rolling.?ÿ That means the work order I receive has a name on it like "Cindy Smith".
But Cindy is crafty.?ÿ The WO has her name on it, but the phone number she gives the co-op is Mr. Smith's cell number.?ÿ After all he's the one that can tell them all the details about his new service.
So I call the number on the WO, Rowdy Smith answers and I ask for Cindy.?ÿ "Well by gawd this is her HUSBAND and what business do you have with her?"
A few sentences later and everything is copacetic.
One of these days I'm gonna tell ol' Rowdy that Cindy left her wedding ring on the back of my toilet and if she wants it back just give me a call.
Now that would be one REALLY exciting phone conversation...
Now that would be one REALLY exciting phone conversation...
Now that?ÿ would be one REALLY?ÿexciting YouTube video if 'ol Rowdy came to retrieve his wife's ring. ???? ?ÿ