Last inspection of the day and it couldn’t end quicker for Jim. Don’t get me wrong-Jim’s thankful for the business. He’s been on a roll as of late and it looks like his 7 years of hard work is finally paying off. Not quite top dog in his area but surely he has left the start up blues behind. He’s got a high 5 figure production route, new truck (new to him) and he’s been off on a few sweet vacations that he could only dream about a few years ago.
Still, Jim wants more, what single operator doesn’t? He’s paid his dues. I’ve watched Jim since day one and he’s had quite a few victories along the way–sadly, so many dark days too. But Jim always bounced back, always pushed forward and never gave up on insisting for a bright future even when the whole world told him he couldn’t have it. Jim’s an amazing guy.
“Who am I?” you ask. Hahahaha! I am the Great Chlordaney- a Genie in the pest control realm of great renown. I am about to grant Jim 3 wishes of anything in his business he desires. And you-dear reader, since you are here and have much the same interest- I will grant you the same. Simply come along for the ride…BUT I warn you… All wishes are final and you only get 3 & they come with a little thing called reality….be careful then…what you wish for…..
As Jim enters the crawl space I can see him struggle to squeeze through the narrow opening. It’s been a long day, it’s been a long two years since his company has caught fire. Jim’s been busting it almost a solid 6 days a week for so long. He’s sacrificed so much to build his dream but he’s also been able to enjoy some of the fruits that come to those who work hard. Still, a needed break would be nice but he’s more interested in a break through. He wants a a major shot in the arm and to be a big business so he can put all of these long hard days behind him. He doesn’t realize it yet, but I’m, — eh emm, “it’s” only a few feet away.
As Jim comes around the farthest corner pier to check for hidden termite tunnels (he always goes the extra mile) he spots an old brown bottle 🙂 He recognizes it somewhat but comes in for a closer look. The label is covered in dust and he’s curious at his find. He rubs the bottle to reveal it’s identity. With each brush of his glove the letters come clearer. C-H-L-O-R-D-A-N-E and the bottling date of 1962…. Wow he thinks to himself…great pic for Facebook! He fumbles for his phone, lines up the shot & the flash reveals not only the bottle… but me!!, in a gemstone lined crawl suit resting comfortably on my side against the foundation wall & my head leaning upon a hurricane strap. What???? did you think I was inside the bottle of that nasty stuff and gonna come out in a puff of smoke? Are you crazy? 🙂
Startled Jim drops his phone, scrambles for his light and screw driver and assumes his best defensive position…. “On your belly,,,,, really? “ I say with a loud roar of laughter. Jim’s clearly shaken and I guess I under estimated his response.
“who are you?” he asks with a quiver in his voice.
I clear my throat and respond in my most genie like voice, “I am the Great Chlordaney, I am here to grant you 3 wishes. These wishes can only be for your business, anything you want! What do you desire?”
The dust is still settling from Jim’s frantic retreat– His mind is swirling from what he sees and is being offered….. It takes me awhile (not too long–the gem stone suit is kinda hard to deny) & with many words I convince him of my intent-what I can do and what he can have–simply by wishing.
So….. what will Jim wish for? More importantly, since you’re on this ride too. What will you wish for?
The skies the limit– remember, I’m the Great Chlordaney! Ask what you will & it’s yours — but I caution you…. my wishes come true at lightning speed…. & reality is all part of any great desire.