tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58196262011-12-13T19:57:01.709-08:00I am a computer technician that makes house calls. This is my occupation and vocation. My entries are real stories of the people I meet and my interaction with them. I hope you enjoy my observations.Ferdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02566519842424496381noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5819626.post-1151904973166094872006-07-02T22:23:00.000-07:002006-07-02T22:41:48.646-07:00

I made a house call at the home of a rather eccentric older lady who had a couple of dogs and a couple of cats. The cats were, of course, allowed to roam freely around the home while the friendlier, fun-loving dogs were in jail behind a child barrier in the kitchen doorway.The cats were wandering all around where I was working on the computer, which doesn’t bother me unless they jump on the

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Going into people’s homes is not always a positive experience. When I enter a home, I am usually positive and upbeat and try to have fun with the customer. Most of the time, it is a pleasant experience.However, there times when I have had the crap scared out of me. One time I was in the house of a couple monstrous Hawaiian brothers. They seemed really nice, and actually they were. The

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It is amazing to me how so many people have their reality skewed by the fact that something cost an inordinate amount of money. I admit, I have fallen into this fallacy of thinking myself. Many of us believe things like “I paid $25,000 for my car… therefore, it will last me a long time, like 10 years.” This is a non sequitur, but that was my thinking with my Pontiac. Most of us have had the

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I am an animal lover. I am never without a dog. My customers are always happy when I tell them that they do not need to put their dog out in the back yard while I am there. Their dogs always spend some time snuffling me. They always recognize that I am a dog person and enjoy hanging around with me while I work on their human’s computers. Many are surprised at how their dogs take to me.The

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Eventually, I do actually make it into people’s homes to work on their computers. Most visits are very pleasant and I enjoy very much working with people and having fun with them. I am often a source of entertainment for them while I do my work.However, once in a while, I get customers who are “not quite right” in the head. I was summoned to a business that was actually being run out of a

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I was deciding which eatery would get my lunch business when I received another call that was quite aggravating. He started out with a tone of professionalism and sincerity:"Hi there. I wanted to get an idea of what your charge for your services. How much do you charge per hour?" Well, I have a polished schspiel just for such an occasion. "My hourly fee is $60 but on my initial visit, the

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Going about my normal duties of visiting customers computers in their homes (the customers' homes, not the computers'), I received a call on my cell phone. I answered in the normal way clearly defining myself as a computer technician.The first words out of his mouth were "What do you know about computers?" Well, this is one of the most nebulus questions I have been asked in a while. I though I

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