Every few days there seems to be a customer that has found their way through the cracks and has the full attention of the Office.
Maybe they are a previous customer. Maybe they live in an upscale new neighborhood. Maybe they were just lucky.
It really doesn’t matter…
What does, is that YOU mister or misses (or anything else imaginable) has my undivided attention for the next hour or so.
Since the coffee is kicking in it must be time to turn the key and get out there.
I wonder what happens when I enter 123 Fake Street into the GPS. 
These customers sound a lot like me. You can’t tell, but rest assured that I am, more often than not, a royal pain-in-the-***.
You have a GPS? You get lost often?
Customers are a lot like EVERYBODY. In fact, they are everybody. Usually they are all worked up until, like magic, they are ready and there modem lights are lit.
Even the crankiest ones have the capacity to hand over a tip at that point.
I might go to 60 addresses in a week. If I just punch in the address good old Magellan tells me the way. BTW, I didn’t know Magellan was a girls name.
That, my friend, was the best Christmas present I ever got for myself. Or did that come from Santa?
No matter, I’m hooked.