There are times when the schedule should have taken a beating but didn't. I was living in Cheyenne, WY and money was tight. To make a living in that area you've got to cover a lot of ground, fix horses, or guns, survive on Chicken Fried Steak and listen to tapes of Merle Haggard over and over cuz radio don't reach that far. I had a 4 tuning day scheduled 80 miles to the north and the freeway had just reopened after being closed all night due to a blizzard. I went anyway. I needed the money. The exit hadn't been plowed yet and the snow was powdery and so there was one set of tracks to follow. As luck would have it a pick up approached from the opposite direction. Stopping to let him pass was not an option because I had to keep the momentum going to make it through 12 inches of fresh snow. We shared the tire tracks as we passed, both of us having the same idea in mind, can't slow down, not going that fast anyway, we can do this. I pushed powder all the way to my first call and arrived somewhat on time. She was impressed. As I was stomping off my boots and making my way towards her piano, she started asking all kinds of pesky questions about how many pianos will I be doing and what order, at who's house by when, etc. She then explained that her husband was the snow plow driver for the county and I would be getting an escort all day. I made it to all my calls with freshly plowed roads to go on all day long. It was quite the sight to see the plow about a half a mile ahead of me as I pulled out of her driveway. Lar -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: <http://ptg.org/pipermail/pianotech.php/attachments/20100128/63675e10/attachment.htm>
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