Tom Test

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Normally these blog posts are written to educate, but today, this post is a combination of entertainment and venting. I just had a very bad day, or rather night. It all fell apart. Most people who write about their business seem like we have all the answers and you probably imagine our businesses run like some perfect machine. Hopefully you can see in this article that we, or at least I, by no means have a perfect company and maybe laugh a little at my expense. It also shows how important it is to do what ever it takes to keep the client happy. Sometimes you just have to tell someone that will understand the crazy things we do for our business.

[EasyDNNnewsToken:In-Article 300 Justify Right]I have a new commercial account for about a month — an ice cream parlor about five minutes from my office. We have to clean it after 8 p.m. and before 7 a.m. The job is small at only two hours a night, but it is five nights a week for about $12,000 a year. A nice account. The person who had been cleaning it is leaving because she moved further away. She gave her notice two weeks ago, and we have had no problems. Last night was her last night, and she was supposed to meet the new guy, train him, and hand over the keys. It should be cake walk as all she had to do was supervise the new guy and get paid the same as when she did the work. They were supposed to meet at 8:30 p.m.

I get a text at 8:30 p.m. that she is running late but is on the way and will be there by 9:00 p.m. so I go to bed. At 10:45 p.m., I get a text that she never showed up, and the new guy went home and called another employee who sends me the text. I have a back up person, but of course she is out sick this week, so I get the clean the place. No big deal. I will just get up at 4:00 a.m. and do the work from 5:00 – 7:00 a.m. But I cannot sleep. I am mad and I find myself worrying that maybe it will run late and not be done by 7:00 a.m. when my BNI networking group will meet at this restaurant. So not only will I lose the customer, my networking group will see what a terrible job we did.

[EasyDNNnewsToken:In-Article 300 Justify Left]So I give up and decide to clean it so I can go to bed when I am done. At midnight I am trying to sneak out of the house, and I find my wife is up. She was too wired from Roller Derby practice to sleep and I do not want to tell her what is up because I do not want to be told at midnight how she told me not to take the account, which she did, and that I ignored her, which I did. I’m already in a very bad mood and being told how right she was at this time will not be good for our marriage. So I make idle chatter with her about how great derby practice was when in truth I am not hearing a word she is saying. I wait for her to go to bed at 12:30 and then drive to the office, which takes about 30 minutes.

Now it really gets fun. I lost my keys at home (because I lose things all the time and the women in my life, my wife, Becky, and GM, Rachel, make sure I remember things), and I was using my backup set. I get to the office at 1:00 a.m., and, of course, my key does not work. Turns out it is a key to the office next door where we used to be until we moved to the larger space. My back up keys have the old office keys. I remember that both offices have attic access in the bathroom so I go into the empty office and pull myself into the attic. I discover three things.

1. The personal training is paying off because I can pull myself into an attic with no ladder. About the only good news of the night. 
2. The attics of the two offices do not, in fact, connect. 
3. Climbing around in an attic at 1:00 a.m., using a cell phone as a flash light, in a building you do not own is an incredibly stupid thing to do. I can only imagine what would have happened if I fell or hurt myself in an office no one uses and no one knew I was in.