Another Fiverr job project, and another happy customer. For some reason people like something unique for marketing.
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Jim Feldman sat at his desk, perusing the latest new gizmos and gadgets in the Floppshoe Exterminator’s Friend catalogue. The new version of his current detector had an upgraded squeek detector, able to distinguish a wider range of species than the detector is his model.
I remember when it was just insects and rats he thought to himself. He turned the page and saw the best infestation detector he’d ever seen.
“The Bobotronix Ultradetect 5001!” Jim’s eyes focused on the powder coated metal casing, and the various detection equipment protruding from the device, even an infrared camera! “I’ve got to get me one of these.” Then he looked at the price, and his eyes just slid right off the number. There was no way he was going to afford that, not with the sparse customers he got. Then his computer chimed and several email notifications popped up. All of them were job orders. He was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was for real. His secretary walked in.
“Jim, hiring Yoshimi Digital to do your marketing is the best thing you’ve ever done!”
Jim grinned. “Seems so. How about I get the van ready.”
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The front door opened before Jim got to the door. “I’m so glad you are here!” said the woman who emerged. “They’ve been stealing my tomatoes at night!”
Jim nodded. “That’s common. That way you can’t throw rotten tomatoes at them.”
Once inside he activated his detection equipment. If his heart was a bulb of a joke squirting flower, if would have been squeezed dry in a moment as he read the display. “No, can’t be …” He scanned again, and the result was different. He breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman asked what was wrong. “Hopefully nothing. I think I just got a bad scan … yeah, I’m getting constant results.” He set the scanner down. “I can get a new scanner soon, with the work I’m getting now. Then I wont have false positives telling me you’ve got an infestation of Ichabod Headless Clowns when you’ve actually just got common Attic Clowns!”
