The Older Woman - Part 1: The Service Call
One service call changed my life - I was 22 and she was 39
This story is entirely true. Back in the early nineties, I was working as a repairman for a large furniture company. The furniture was total shit, so it often got damaged when the delivery guys were hauling it from the warehouse to the buyer’s home. Every morning, I was given a list of around a dozen service calls within a hundred-mile radius of the warehouse. I drove to the customer’s house, assessed the situation, and d...