Exercising, the body and the phone…

Decided to join the gym while the Mrs. was in Pennsylvania and after eight trips to the gym, I cannot tell any difference. Except it makes me realize that I have muscles in places I did not know I had places. Only go every other morning and give it a good twenty minutes.
In between working out on the exercise machines, I watch the weight lifters who are toward the back of the building and in front of the mirrors. Guess if I looked like some of them, I would want to look at myself too.
Sure hopes this turns out better than the Charles Atlas course I took back when someone kicked sand on me. They never did send me my muscles.
One would think doing yard work and gardening would be enough to keep a person in shape. If you have ever had a stress test, that is what twenty minutes in the gym does to me. Makes one breathe deep and a heap.

Thankfully, Shipley’s Doughnuts is just up the street.
Finally, the end of the month and the end of the quarter rolls around. Back in my finance company days, it was like a race at the end of each month to get the past dues down or lowered.
We made car loans, trailer house loans and personal loans. My job was a CSR and that is a Customer Service Representative also called an Adjuster. Always called it a collector myself because that is what I was always doing.
On any given day, I was assigned up to and sometimes over twenty accounts to go see. Problem was the first call was over 60 miles away down in tobacco country.
Addresses were Routes, for instance, Route 4, Box 478. The hardest part was to find the route and then follow it along to the number – that seemed to go on for miles and miles.
Saw many cases with people down on their luck.
Had one friend who worked back then with G-MAC, down in South Georgia. She did the same thing I did and that was continuous Dialing for Dollars and outside field calls.
Per her recollections, this one account was a disabled vet and his parents were poor poor poor. Said it took every thing he received in disability payments to keep them afloat and he was way past due on his car loan. So far, it was at the point of repossessing or collecting the bucks.
Anyway, she said she left and went home and cried her eyes out over the conditions those people were living in. Even went so far and made a payment for him with her own funds.
Sometimes life is not fair and sometimes a true guardian angel comes along.