Good Saturday Morning Gentle readers. It is way too early to be awake on a Saturday and I hope you are not. I cannot sleep, so I will use this time to add my crazy stories to entertain anyone who may be interested.
"It is courage that makes all kinds of things possible. And love. And that's what makes the time meaningful."
Uma Thurman
As a business person, it is money that makes the time meaningful. As a person/business person, it is money and happy customers. As a human, it is not about any money, it is about being human and respect.
It is Saturday and I have to go in for a few hours. I do not want to. I need to play bill collector starting Monday. I have to drive to a big trucking company and sit in their office until they pay me for all the vans we did last year. I have to walk across the street and take a young man's car away until he pays what he still owes, which he promised two weeks ago. I have to call a police department again. I should just make people pay up front and be tougher. What they do not know is, I will not let them off the hook. I am relentless.
Got to get up and get ready for the shop. Later my dear friends. Lynn
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
The Ides of March 2011
Bon Jour Gentle Beloved reader, It is a cold and quiet Friday morning. I think that means we will have a busy afternoon. Day started with a 6 month old dog running around our lot, scared to death. Since our area is all business and busy streets, we coaxed the sweet guy into the shop. I called the police and they called the SPCA. They came and got him and then I started to cry. How could I feel so bad when the dog slept by my desk for just two hours? He had to have been abandoned. The police said if anyone called they would give them my number. People throw away animals all the time and it is so sad. Imagine the children thrown away daily in the world.
Ok, enough, now I am mad. I bought Abby a nice stapler for $25.00 at the office store and IT IS GONE. A customer put it in their pocket or purse. I should call the police! I get on the girls for leaving their cell phones and digital camera on the desk and they act like I am paranoid. Now, they will be more conscious of leaving things laying around. A STAPLER!
We have finished the Sisters of Charity car. We did it as a donation. It came in peeling everywhere and the roof was covered with rust. It is now beautiful! They are picking it up at 12:00. Everyone worked hard on it and we did it as a donation. I even got the Glass Company to not charge us to remove and install the rear windshield to repair the rust and put in new molding. He did not charge me, but came in with a piece of white tape on his black shirt calling himself Father Sal, telling me I am a sucker. After a lot of laughing, I smacked him.
We have been very busy and it is a blessing. Did I tell you about the man who started to yell at me regarding Priests and little boys......Did I tell you about the young man who came in yesterday for an estimate who could not stop sucking his thumb to talk......did I tell you about the woman who was so nasty about her repair, and she worked for the insurance company and the insurance claims adjuster was so sick of her nasty self, he called us and told us to give her car no matter what and that he never wanted to talk to her again. That is bad.
Did I tell you about the young gangster who gave us the name of Shawn God. No kidding. He had a dagger in his engine compartment. I took it out and gave it to a police friend. He said that it is used when he stops by the side of the road with his hood up and robs the first Good Samaritan who stops. He got so ugly when he came in I called the police, something I hate to do these days. I had to ask the officer to tell him to stop talking to my daughter-in-law like that. I asked them to run his license and he did not want to be bothered. There was no VIN on the car. He claimed, even though he signed his name, God, right by the total and the work order, that he was never told the price and it was not right. The cop told him to pay his bill and leave. He threatened me with various pains including a law suit and off he walked. I had visions of being chased home again and was a little nervous. His car looked way better than we expected it would and I am sure he thought so too. He just wanted to get out of paying for it. Funny, we never heard from him regarding his dagger.
With all my love for a blessed day, I am back to work. Lynn
Ok, enough, now I am mad. I bought Abby a nice stapler for $25.00 at the office store and IT IS GONE. A customer put it in their pocket or purse. I should call the police! I get on the girls for leaving their cell phones and digital camera on the desk and they act like I am paranoid. Now, they will be more conscious of leaving things laying around. A STAPLER!
We have finished the Sisters of Charity car. We did it as a donation. It came in peeling everywhere and the roof was covered with rust. It is now beautiful! They are picking it up at 12:00. Everyone worked hard on it and we did it as a donation. I even got the Glass Company to not charge us to remove and install the rear windshield to repair the rust and put in new molding. He did not charge me, but came in with a piece of white tape on his black shirt calling himself Father Sal, telling me I am a sucker. After a lot of laughing, I smacked him.
We have been very busy and it is a blessing. Did I tell you about the man who started to yell at me regarding Priests and little boys......Did I tell you about the young man who came in yesterday for an estimate who could not stop sucking his thumb to talk......did I tell you about the woman who was so nasty about her repair, and she worked for the insurance company and the insurance claims adjuster was so sick of her nasty self, he called us and told us to give her car no matter what and that he never wanted to talk to her again. That is bad.
Did I tell you about the young gangster who gave us the name of Shawn God. No kidding. He had a dagger in his engine compartment. I took it out and gave it to a police friend. He said that it is used when he stops by the side of the road with his hood up and robs the first Good Samaritan who stops. He got so ugly when he came in I called the police, something I hate to do these days. I had to ask the officer to tell him to stop talking to my daughter-in-law like that. I asked them to run his license and he did not want to be bothered. There was no VIN on the car. He claimed, even though he signed his name, God, right by the total and the work order, that he was never told the price and it was not right. The cop told him to pay his bill and leave. He threatened me with various pains including a law suit and off he walked. I had visions of being chased home again and was a little nervous. His car looked way better than we expected it would and I am sure he thought so too. He just wanted to get out of paying for it. Funny, we never heard from him regarding his dagger.
With all my love for a blessed day, I am back to work. Lynn
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Lets get back to work
Mon Cheri and Gentle beloved, it is time to share the wealth of insanity and fun that goes on all day. I took a break as I have time from time and I have a list of interesting new people to share. Ah, but where to begin?? I can begin with yesterday and work backward. My experiences of the last couple of months have taken me a step further into the "tough" zone. Yesterday, a young man whose car we fixed last summer, the one full of bullet holes, came in. I had started procedures to take the car as abandoned and he only owed two hundred dollars. None of the phone numbers or addresses worked the the kid. He walked in and had the NERVE to say to my employee, I only have a few dollars, but I am sure you want to get rid of it bad enough to tell me to take it. I ran out of my office and told him under no certain terms the full amount is paid for today, before he leaves and the car is gone tomorrow or it is mine! Suddenly, guess what, he did have the full amount in cash. The car was towed yesterday. My employee said I actually scared her. I was not loud or threatening, but my voice meant business. My employee was ready to get her money out! So, my soft side a couple of years ago would have bought that this is the only money I have, but not anymore. And guess what......
I thank God I am not in the auto insurance business. Wow, the crap people pull. They come in to get an estimate, say no, I do not have insurance, than get the full insurance estimate, get a two party check and want me to sign it and keep the money. Gentle readers, that is insurance fraud. we had a gal two weeks ago, who called Abby and said she picked up her insurance rental two week ago and wanted to bring her car in for repair now. She was complaining that the ins. com. called her and told her to return the rental. She wanted us to pay for her rental. Her car was driveable and it was a 4 day rental while the car was repaired. Abby, said no, and then Hell NO when she argued.
I have dealt with the police three times since I last wrote. each a crazy experience, to be discussed tomorrow.
I took a day and a half off for my birthday. It was the usual, tears of pain of no one caring and depression. I went back to work, got busy and it is over for another year.
Bon Jour Mon Cheri.
I thank God I am not in the auto insurance business. Wow, the crap people pull. They come in to get an estimate, say no, I do not have insurance, than get the full insurance estimate, get a two party check and want me to sign it and keep the money. Gentle readers, that is insurance fraud. we had a gal two weeks ago, who called Abby and said she picked up her insurance rental two week ago and wanted to bring her car in for repair now. She was complaining that the ins. com. called her and told her to return the rental. She wanted us to pay for her rental. Her car was driveable and it was a 4 day rental while the car was repaired. Abby, said no, and then Hell NO when she argued.
I have dealt with the police three times since I last wrote. each a crazy experience, to be discussed tomorrow.
I took a day and a half off for my birthday. It was the usual, tears of pain of no one caring and depression. I went back to work, got busy and it is over for another year.
Bon Jour Mon Cheri.
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