Deceit in Denver: A Paranormal Memoir (My Ghosts Book 2) by Timothy L. Drobnick Sr

Author:Timothy L. Drobnick Sr. [Drobnick Sr., Timothy L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2021-07-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

It’s time to create a backup plan. I gave Phil a call.

“Hey Phil, I need to brainstorm. Meet me at the Peppermill?”

“Sure,” Phil said.

“OK, see you there at two.”

Phil and I snatched a seat at the counter. We could see the cooks in the kitchen shaking skillets and hear the pans banging on the stove and tall flames sizzling steaks.

“Phil, I don’t think the telemarketing machines are going to be long term. Either my clients are going to quit because of the attorney general headlines, or the attorney general will just outright ban them.”

“So, what’s your backup plan?”

“When I moved here from Sheridan, it was to start a cleaning company.”

“It’s easy to get janitorial contracts.” Phil slurped his coffee.

“I don’t want janitorial. What I love is carpet cleaning and disaster restoration. I need fifty grand to get a business started. Buster, the insurance agent that I worked with at ServiceMaster has offered me as much work as I can handle. I’d be making double what I did with Ron. I’d get all the money and not have to pay a franchise fee like Ron did.”

“Get a bank loan, maybe?” Phil asked.

“Yeah, maybe. I only need a loan to get the van and truck mounted steam cleaner. I could save the other money needed from a good sales job. But I’d have to sell a product I love. I learned that if I don’t believe in the product, I become a pillar of salt.”

“I’ve gone to some of these telemarketing rooms that offer cash paid daily. A few are legit. You can make good money doing that.”

“Good idea, Phil. I think within a year I could save up enough money to get my cleaning company opened. I’ll head home to help Candy clean up and then I’ll call the telemarketing rooms. Most of them are open in the evening, anyway.”

“Alright buddy, I’ll see you later.”

Phil and I both left. After I helped Candy clean up the house, I went to the basement to call job ads. I paused at the bottom of the stairs and inhaled. The darkness dotted with light from Fred and my other little robot babies invigorated me. Too bad they would all die soon. I flipped on the light switch.

I laid my newspaper on the desk and sat. As I opened the classifieds, my three ghosts appeared next to me. I looked at them.

“Hello ghosts. What's up?” They peered at me. No answer. I called the first advertisement.

“Coupons Unlimited,” the man answered.

“I’m calling about the job in the newspaper for telemarketing.”

“Come on in. I’ll put you to work.”

“Really? You know nothing about me.”

“I give everybody a chance.”

“Well, what are you selling there?”

“Coupon books for thirty-five dollars. You earn a twenty percent commission.”

“How do you determine the numbers for me to call?”

“We’re going street by street in the Haines directory.”

“All right, maybe I’ll call you later.” I hung up the telephone. My interest in selling coupon books was discounted. I called the next one.

“Hello, this is Sunny Solar.

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