Storage Dream Or Storage Nightmare

Once upon a time in a little town called Funnytown, an associate by the name of Craig walked out of the 5-story, very busy, storing facility and to his car. Today was the longest day of his young life. Today he was the only associate at the store and it was only his second week at his new job. He had worked at other storage facilities in the past, but none as large as this. Immediately after opening the store he had 23 online and in person rentals, and about 300 upset and frantic customers wanting to pay their bills five days after the due date. Of course they were all attempting to get the late fee waived and unfortunately the only person that could authorize waiving the fee was the manager, and he was on a trip in the Bahamas. Lucky him, he said as he walked slowly to his green PT Cruiser. All he could think about was getting home and relaxing in his comfortable, oversized bed. No more storage facilities for me today, he said while driving up the six blocks to his 1 bedroom apartment. At this point in his life he was reevaluating his job, his girlfriend, and his school choices. He was tired of just working as an associate for different storage facilities already and wanted some stability. While climbing up the four flights of stairs to get to his apartment his company cell phone rang. What now, he exclaimed while frantically searching in his book bag for his phone? This is Craig with The best Storage Facilities how can I help you, he said solemnly. It was the call center that answered for them and there was a customer stuck inside the gate. Man! He had just walked in the door, and screamed while turning around to walk down the stairs to return the storage facilities . Suddenly Craig tripped on his book bag and tumbled down the flight of stairs hitting his head and knocking him unconscious.

Craig! Craig! Wake up! He heard his boss calling his name. As he opened his heavy eyes the color blue filled the room in which he was laying. There were sky blue clouds scattered all over navy blue walls. Where am I, he asked. Well, you are in the Bahamas silly boy. Do you not remember you coming down here with me to run our two new storage facilities , asked his boss? I will tell you, he continues, Young people are just so forgetful these days. Come on and help me with this dolly. Craig got up from the floor of the blue room confused and dazed. He wondered what he was doing in the Bahamas? The Last thing that he remembered was walking up to the apartment.

He soon realizes that he is no longer Kansas anymore. Everything around Craig looked as if he was in a cartoon. Although in one of their storage facilities , everything was colorful in shades of blue, red, and green. The shapes of the doors were circular and the carpets were orange. Where am I, he thought to himself? Craig! Come and help these tenants, says his boss. Walking up to the front desk he realized the tenants are all very small people that only wore the color green. After talking to the first customer ten more customers walked up to the desk. Wow! Is this facility busy, he thought to himself. Just then about 15 more small people scurried up to the desk yelling that they needed a unit, over and over. Craig became frantic with the small peoples scary repetition and ran down the hall to find his boss. He yelled for help. Just then Craig slipped in a puddle of water next to a 10x20 unit and hit his head again on the roll up door.

Craig! Craig! Wake up, said a sweet voice. After opening his eyes for the second time he was relieved to see his girlfriend standing over him in his own normal apartment. You do not know what kind of dream I was having and how relieved I am to see you, he told her. Maybe you need some time off, she said. No, he responded, I think I will apply for a position as a manager. I need to gain some control in my life. And that he did.

By: Self-Storage-Owner

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