Several things going on these days that conspire to produce some odd hours at the shop so here’s my brief explanation and apology. I’m sorry.
As some of you are aware, doctors seem to be quite enamored with me, constantly inviting me to show up at their various offices and spend hours waiting while they spend my time with their other patients. I went from zero ologists a few years ago to so many ologists that I can’t even recall their names or the locations of their offices, so that results in the shop being closed at various times, mostly because I am out driving around trying to remember where they are. Sorry. Arthroscopic knee surgery scheduled this week, in fact, so expect the shop to be closed Thursday the 29th, Friday the 30th & Saturday October 1st, with Monday the third of October being a definite maybe. Sorry.
Additionally, I have been very fortunate of late to have secured a relationship with one of the largest companies in the country that DEPENDS ON ME to function properly. OK, OK, so maybe a bit of a stretch there, but some of their clients do rely on me to troubleshoot their network, phone and cabling problems, all large businesses that can ill afford down time so that accounts for some odd hours at the shop as well. The problem is, it pays really well and I LOVE doing it. The problem part? Most of these businesses are out of town, as they’ve sent me everywhere from Ponte Vedra Beach to Brooksville and Orlando so it usually takes time, resulting in the shop being closed. Sorry. I don’t want to be a name dropper, so I won’t reveal the name of the company I work for here, but when I call in to their Network Operations Center, the recording says… Thanks for calling NBC Universal…
For the record, as I’ve been known to say… ever comes the day I decide to close the shop, I’ll be keeping my phone number forever, and will continue to serve you even if it means me coming to you to do it, so fear not folks… You can also find this identical post on my FaceBook page, just in case you enjoyed reading it so much that you wish to read it again.
I ain’t going nowhere, anytime soon. Sorry.