When I was a teenager I worked in a deli where the late night shift would only be worked by one staff. As I was going to school this person would often be me. There were a rash of robberies in the city and I expressed my concern to my boss. "Oh, not to worry," she says and points out that our location is on a main road (in the back corner of a strip mall) there is the security camera there (which is fake) there was the hotel security next door (which patrolled the hotel, not the strip mall) "...And we live right there" she said pointing at her apartment which could be seen from where we were standing. None of this made me feel any better. What I wanted to ask was, "How does any of that help me while I'm in here getting robbed?" Sure enough I was robbed a few days later and no one came to my rescue.
I know I'm playing a different game now and I know the stakes are higher. But this is kind of how I feel about having a driver. The driver isn't going to be in there with me. I think I am going to keep my dog spray in my purse with me. I just shot wonderboy a text to see how much he would charge and if it would be something he would be realistically willing to do. Also, worth noting, if it were driving and marketing, then he would get his car re-insured. But if it were just driving, I would probably have to pick him up in my car then have him drive me from there. Yes I know. It's like as I lay all the details on paper it's making less and less sense.
I was talking the lady in the office and she gave me a couple websites where I can promote myself. Some free, some not. Any money you invest in it though, you get back exponentially. This is definitely something I'm going to look into.
Its Friday night. So far it's been a slow day. I got a call back over lunch. I call and the line is busy, then the girl calls me back telling me not to go. It was the crazy guy from the other day. I don't know why the hell he was calling me to come back. Makes me a little nervous. Whatever. I've never wanted to put the phone numbers into my phonebook, for fear of accidentally drunk-dialing or mis-dialing one of them, but it's the best way to recognise a client quickly. Names repeat, and addresses are in my book, but my book is either in my car or home. It's not in my hand every time my phone rings. If I put it in my phone the name or label will come up when I put it in. Hey!!! You guys know about an iPhone app that keeps a separate phone book??? Let me know!!!
Anyway. I'm learning how to keep myself safe. The tricks of the trade I guess. And I'm not afraid to get myself out of a scary situation before it gets bad.
So. On a completely different note.
I'm at my grandmas this weekend. Ha ha. Yup. Completely different note. She's telling me how she sees a rainbow outside right now. She lives with my mom and mom has gone away for the weekend. Either cause I'm the favourite grandkid, or cause I'm the only one living in the city (ha ha, you guess) I look after her during moms time off. She sees my typing on my phone but has no idea what I'm writing about. Balance... Balance... I have made some plans with friends tomorrow night after she goes to bed and she is telling me to cancel and stay in. Mmm, I'm not going to. I'm just not sure what I'm going to do if/when I get called away to work. Last weekend I had two back to back calls. One at 1:30 in the morning, the next right in time for last call. I don't know how I'll explain it. When she was my age she was already married with two kids. Maybe I will just say we are in different places in our lives and give no other explanation.
Anyway I gotta go. Jeopardy is getting pretty tense here.
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