It Takes a Village
It Takes a Village It’s good to have friends in high places, or at least smart and willing to help their elderly friends. You may remember “Take my Money, Please” and “Take my Chairs, Please”. Here’s an ending to those episodes I was having no success contacting the local and, I think, low on the totem pole managers, so my friend, Alfredo suggested that I write a letter describing my experience with Box and Keg. My lament was that I wanted to return the hated chairs. He would find out to whom to send it. He then enlisted his daughter to do the research – this is where the smart comes in. My friend, Alan, proofed the letter- and approved, Matt, another friend referred me to my dear friend, Debbie, who did more research and came up with email and snail mail addresses. So to work, I go. I’m tightening up the letter, however, I think you’ll get the gist... First meeting with Box and Keg. Mood – excited Experience – young man tells me to send him photos of ...