There is a fun game I have played with my kids since they were very young, and it is called "Did You Know?".
I would say the phrase in a long, drawn out voice while stretching, and state some question with a simple answer... and then attack them with tickling fingers and raspberries. Just the mention of that phrase still gets them all riled up to this very day!
It is interesting, the things we sometimes randomly learn that we never knew before... and you can't explain why you didn't already know it! Puts a whole new meaning to the "Did You Know?" question. I think my daughter corrects me, or teaches me something "new" every week. Did ya know?
Did you know where the word "s*%t" (yes, that half of us shriek at hearing, and the other half think it is someones name...) came from? Interesting story, glad you asked! Back in the times of shipping goods on the rivers of this great country on steam boats, cow manure was commonly stored below deck for transport. Well, one fine night, someone lit a cigar in close proximity to the open door to this storage area, and KABOOM!!! Methane was ignited and it blew the ship sky high. It was then figured to make certain poop was not shipped below deck, but above deck... or, "Ship High In Transit"!! Hence, the anagram that has forever changed the world... S.H.I.T. No... I did not tell that one to my kids, thank you!
Did you know, that all the world's discovered gold in history would only fill up three Olympic sized swimming pools? Now you do...
Fun stuff, right? I mean, who doesn't like learning crazy stuff like that? It's the stuff you didn't know that has cost you money for years that kills you when you find out. We all knew the person in high school that got the cool car, and yet never seemed to understand that changing your oil was to be done every 3000 or so miles... they "find out" 50,000 miles later, and the car is an effective pile of... well, S.H.I.T.
Finding out about that simple investment from years ago that you passed on... or finding out that your house is improperly ventilated, and the 175 degree heat in the attic has ruined your shingles, and your home, and cost you hundreds per year in energy costs?? HORRIBLE! Inexplic......... What... you never heard that one? It is the most common of roof problems with box vents, static vents, "power" vents, turtle vents.... they don't work!!!
Don't get caught in the dark again (if your energy bill keeps going up, you just might...). Call Rampart Roofing today, and let us explain how ventilation is supposed to work for you... not against you. Did ya know??
Rampart Roofing of Frisco, Tx
New findings or not, common knowledge or not... rediscovering people can bring a vast array of emotions.
Ever meet someone that you previously held on high regard, and found out there wasn't much there to support the piers lifting them up? It doesn't necessarily knock them down from the cloud they have been placed upon... every time, but can certainly lower them to more of a fog. It's actually a very common occurrence, and I know that. We are all just people, grown up kids with big people Legos and Crayons. It actually can be refreshing... can't it?
I once met a "big wig" in the lending world back when I was playing executive in the Real Estate world, and he was flashing a Fortune 100 costume that would intimidate some Marvel super heroes. He held the krypton to our success, and I was fearful of it... then I got to "hang out" with him at Twenty One Club in Manhattan, where he was schmoozing the greatness out of our golden business model. That was where my Spidey senses kicked in to overdrive...
There was something odd, something ordinary about him. Human!! He was human!! Actually, he was a little more... NORMAL. He was even a little disappointing. I was sitting next to a Yankee fan, that loved some new show called "The Bachelor", thought expelling gas was good humor, and knew nothing of Texas Real Estate... HUH?!?!?!?
It was like meeting Eddie Van Halen at Starplex, with back stage passes, and he was a huge nerd! Loveable, even drunk, and really nice... but he wasn't EDDIE anymore. Roger Staubach, my childhood hero, was just a super person... not a super hero. Mickey Mantle, the MICK, the drunk who was misunderstood and hard to get along with?? NO! One of the nicest, humblest people I have ever met... and most gracious. He became more to me after that meeting... MUCH more. It works both ways sometimes.
In the roofing industry, like any business, I look constantly to gain knowledge from the existing studs. They, like all experienced professionals with years in their industry, have the gains we all want. Success, history, stories, the scars... the mistakes... the wounds of battling failure and coming out on top. I have learned much from my mentors, and that I am eternally grateful for. I have even played dumb with some roofing salesmen along the way , acting the part of the down trodden Father with the weight of the world exposing my weaknesses. It brings out the true colors of sales "greatness" when they are willing to share, willing to expose what spider bit them, what freak mutant sales gift they were born with.
I have my theories, my beliefs, my X-Men oddity that carries me with customers. It's nothing special, nothing I learned from anyone, except maybe my parents and grandparents. It's nothing mythical, nothing supernatural, nothing secretive. It is not some magical spell, we are not related to Merlin... it isn't some snake oil, we are not gypsies. It is something I have carried with me since I was in 4th grade in Carrollton, Tx. A friend with severe mental and physical disabilities, with facial scarring and deformities, was pushed down deliberately, kicked repeatedly in the gut, and spat upon by the school bully. It is the first and only time I truly fought someone, and I "felt" like a super hero. He was my friend.
"Why did you do that?" he asked me.
"That kids a jerk, he was hurting you!" I said.
"No, you were hurting yourself, David... thanks, but he's not worth it..."
What?!?! He was like Yoda or sompin!!
I recently looked for him through Google, wanting to tell him thanks for teaching me so much. I thought I cared, but he taught me the truth... HE CARED! And that's it... that is my secret... I care... that's it.
In meeting some of the bozos out there clowning around selling people "stuff", it is more shocking to me than the Mick, Eddie or Roger the Dodger... They Don't Care!!! Legalities, technicalities, ventilation, products, insurance, storm damage, roof warranties... what about THE CUSTOMER!!!! AHHHH!!!!! Why does it shock me so!?!?!?!? Why do I care?!?!?!?! Because I do... I care. It was born in me... my super human ability.
Don't be shocked with who shows up at your door to help you with the most important aspect of your home, your roof. Call someone who cares... call Rampart Roofing Today.
Thoughts from the head of the owner, David Dodson... after years of sun baking on Texas roofs... be nice!