Today (3/12/14) was another good day. It was actually the best day of the week, if that matters three days into it. I was able to work for most of it, which is the goal when you work for yourself, and nobody really pissed me off, which is good, I guess, and I love compound sentences, in case my solo reader was wondering (more to come on that bs in another rant post). Here are the highlights of my notary work day:
- I started the day off with a random caller. An elderly lady needed help getting a loan modification package notarized. I really felt sorry for her. I don’t think she weighed 80 pounds. She was shaking the whole time, and it was pretty obvious that she could use some help. Anyhow, I notarized the forms in her package, helped her fill it out, and gave her a $40 or so discount. I’m a sucker.
- My next trip brought me to a specialty medical facility for a freebie. This repeat customer has handed me a good bit of work, so I notarized a cremation form for his personal use for free. Yep, sucker times two.
- I then headed to the West Baton Rouge Parish Prison to execute a Power of Attorney. The wife of the inmate called me early in the morning. She was desperate to get this POA created and notarized today. I don’t know how she did it, but she talked the prison into letting me in to meet the prisoner today. The WBR jail is so much easier to work with than the EBR one! Everything went fine. Again, I felt sorry for the guy. I found out what he was in there for, and I doubt he’ll ever make it out. Prison is a bummer.
- The next journey brought me to a car sale right by our house. The seller was a repeat customer, and she was so happy that I did the job. The buyer, on the other hand, was a punk. I will never understand how some people can think that a notary will drive to your house, take care of all of the paperwork, and do it for next to nothing. But I maintained my cool and brushed him off, for the most part.
- The next job brought me all the way to Bogalusa, LA for a mortgage refinance closing. I think this is my third time to visit Bogalusa. I had never even heard of the city until a few months ago. It’s out in the middle of nowhere in Washington Parish. The best way to describe it is if you are coming from Baton Rouge head East on I-12. When you get to Covington head NE until you get to the border of Mississippi. What a weird name for a city, right? Imagine the first people to settle there. They needed a name. A brainstorm led to something that sounds like an STD- Bogalusa!
- On my way back from Stdville I stopped in the town of Livingston for a loan modification signing. The borrowers were very friendly, and it was the perfect way to end my day. I had another job lined up, that was cancelled, and I had to drop a package off for another man, but the Livingston deal was the nightcap for me.
On the personal side:
- Stacey is working tonight. I brought her Jack In The Box from the store in Walker. I swear to god that place was out of almost everything, even ketchup! The guy was laughing when he told me that they run out of everything every Wednesday. Wth??
- Quinn hooked us up with some sandwiches from Domino’s on the way home. He gave me a crazy look when I didn’t tip him. Am I really supposed to tip my kid for bringing us sandwiches on his way home from work, when I am also buying his sandwich?
- Alec had a retreat today at some church off of Stumberg, instead of school. You should have seen the carpool line this afternoon!
- Jaci helped me big time with transportation this afternoon. I need another vehicle pretty badly. I want a crotch rocket so I can fly to jobs, but Stacey doesn’t approve, even though she’s supposed to be the crotch watcher. Wth?
To my reader (notice the singular?), thanks for reading! If you want me to talk about something else in the future, just let me know. I know I already pay you well to read this, but I really do appreciate you.
Last but not least, if you need a notary in the Baton Rouge area, call me at 225-907-5280.