When I Used to be a Pimp

It’s true.  I used to be a pimp.  I feel so ashamed.  Well, I would’ve felt ashamed if we had been doing anything wrong.

“Hi Dave.  Our A/C unit isn’t working.  Can you please send Bob out?”

“Good morning Sue.  Bob is actually out of town working and won’t be back for a week.”

“OK Dave, we’ll wait.”

Bob was our most popular technician – with most of our commercial customer’s admin staff  – who were all women.  And what absolutely drove these women nuts was Bob knew he had it going on, knew exactly what was going on with all of these women, but pretended he didn’t.  In other words (and I can’t believe I am saying this), Bob didn’t flaunt it.

I can’t tell you how many calls for service that we received from ladies who asked for Bob, when there really wasn’t a problem.

Desperate Housewives

True story.  And then there was Ted.  Ted ran a service call for a woman who lived on a very affluent street.  He repaired her system and sold her a service agreement.  Five more women who lived on that street bought service agreements within four months – and they all demanded that Ted service their equipment.  Our service agreements consisted of two maintenance visits per year.  At the women’s insistence, we scheduled Ted to take care of all the houses within a three day period twice per year.

Btw, I really didn’t pimp out our guys here but it kinda felt that way…

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