I like a clean van.
But I live in the country, and I don’t have a pickup. This means the minivan
has to haul stuff. It’s hauled hay, plants, dirt, kids—you name it.
We vacuum, but there
are things a vacuum can’t touch. And if we want our van carpet and upholstery
shampooed, we have to drive an hour to Logan, then leave the car at the shop
for a full day.
A full day.
They want you to drop
it off in the morning, pick it up in the afternoon. So what am I going to
do all day? Bring my bicycle and ride around with Brent, the happy dude with
horns and flags on his bike that pedals up and down main street, waving to
everyone?
Needless to say,
shampooing was infrequent.
But then one day a few
weeks ago I was talking to Patrick Floyd in Laketown. I was actually talking to
him in Suzanne Siddoway’s basement.
What were two men
doing in her basement?
We were doing what
many men do in her basement...
We were sitting around
waiting for her to cut our hair. What else would men be doing in her basement?
(You know, it’s Quin’s basement too.)
And Patrick said that
he’d started a new business called Peerless Detailing. He was trained and had
the equipment to detail boats, cars, vehicles of all kinds.
I said, “Do you do
just a shampoo?”
“Whatever you need,”
he said.
I said, “Duuuude!”
You have to read that
with kind of a hope, like a thirsty man seeing an ice cream truck in the middle
of the Serengeti.
He said, “Yeah.”
I said, “Man.”
He said, “Yup.”
I said, “Alright.”
After that
scintillating conversation, I took my van over. Patrick of Peerless did verily
clean that carpet and upholstery. And he did it for less money than it would
have cost me in Logan! And in less time!
I got back a new van.
It smelled great. Looked great. I felt like rolling around on the carpet in
joy, but refrained. Instead, I drove home, and everyone in the house rejoiced.
We drove around a little, just to celebrate.
A week later, we had
to haul more crap. I took the seats out. I put them in the garage. This was a
dumb thing to do. I’d learned long ago to put them in the house. See, we leave
our garage door cracked so our mouse control service can get in and out, the
mouse control consisting of five cats.
Sometimes, other cats
figure they can help themselves to whatever’s in the garage. Some of those cats
are stray toms. And because I don’t mark my territory with my own scent, which
I’m sure would put the fear of whatever cat god is out there into them, they
think they can muscle in. Feel like they can claim the place for their own.
And so they spray.
I’ve been meaning to
get a gun. A paintball gun, if nothing else. I figure a few stings with a
paintball ought to learn the dogs and cats and deer. It’s my theory, and I’m
going to test it one of these days. So if you one day see various animals
walking around with polka dots, you know what’s going on. Anyway, I don’t have
a gun, and I’m not going to go around and mark the perimeter of my yard. You
know how much water I’d have to drink!
So this cat came in
and sprayed.
He sprayed one of my
newly cleaned captain chairs!
(Anyone who wants to
practice their marksmanship on live targets, just let me know.)
So what do you do?
Well, I'll tell you this: we didn't have to set the seat on fire. No. We just
called Patrick.
Patrick did his magic
and removed the offending blankity-blank cat spray. And the seat was as
good as new.
Can I tell you how
happy I am we now have someone doing this in Laketown?
I’m ecstatic. I plan
to take my vehicles in once or twice a year. Why not?
If you need your boat
or car or van detailed, I think you’ll be pleased with Peerless. You can call
Patrick at (435) 535-1493 or connect on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/peerlessdetail and set
up an appointment. He’s mobile to boot and can come to your residence.
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