The ONE Guy!

Almost every Friday I am at the movies, seeing the biggest release of the week, and preparing the written movie review seen here.  But not today, the dryer is not working and I am waiting on the repair man. 

You know the drill.  You call, and they are very nice to you at the the service center.  They look at the schedule and give you the needed, but dreaded time slot of opportunity.  And my call on Monday, gave me the "Friday, between 1-5pm, " slot.  This is a tactic I believe made world famous by the cable company. Although as I remember their window was far wider at first, darn near picture window sized.  They've had to narrow it down since.  Generally it's a 4 hour window, and you of course have to be home for the guy to show up.  And for the most part, that's fine. Generally my schedule allows that. There are some benefits to getting up at a million o'clock, doing the show with Sue Wilson on WQMX, and going home early.

But as understanding as I try to be over it, there is something I will never understand about the whole exercise.  I have never been the "One Guy."  You know, where they show up at 1 o'clock?  I long to be the one guy.   I mean someone is he one guy!  There supposedly is a residence somewhere on the schedule where the repair man shows up at 1, does his thing, and by 1:30, life returns to normal.  But over the years of repair people showing up, I am yet to be, the one guy.

To be honest, I don't really think the one guy even exists. I think they just want you to think he does.  Or maybe what does it actually take to make yourself the one guy. Maybe my technique is bad when I call.  I mean, I am polite and respectful, I know those guys work hard.   Wonder if there's some secret word, or phrase, like "The dove only flies at night....."...then they answer, "Yes, but he's flying into the wind."  I might try that approach next time.

But being fair, I have never been the Five Guy either.  You know, where they repair man shows at 5, and then stays until you are cleaning up the dinner dishes?  Today, I was the 2:50 guy.  More than halfway through the window, which is better than I expected.  I am usually about the 3:40 guy.  Long enough wait to make you look out the window a lot, but not long enough to start huffing and puffing and lightly cussing. 

Dave called, and about 20 minutes later showed up with a smile and got me going.  And I am happy to report that I am drying a weeks worth of laundry care free as we speak.  Today, I will proudly proclaim that I am the 2:50 guy, and I will wear that mantle with honor.  And luckily the streak is in tact, and I avoided being the five guy  - yet again.   I still have some daylight, and can catch a late afternoon movie for reviewing.

But sadly yet again, one guy greatness has eluded me, and I can't help but think longingly about the one guy. And wonder if he would mock us all knowing he was at the head of the line  - yet again, and was tidied up by 1:30.  

Darn you one guy......darn you!