Magellan?

Awhile back, my buddy Joy christened me with the nickname of "Magellan". Occasionally my phone would ring and it would be Joy, sent off to some podunk place she had never been before. And more often than not, there I was on the other end of the phone line, memory in full sail, having been there at some previous time, with that "picture" in my mind of exactly where she was, and what highway and exit she needed to get where she needed to go.

Seems I should start using that term here in my local job. Seems the last two nights I have been out wandering around, blazing a trail to some new customer. "Make us a map" they say. I say get off your 'chairborne ranger' butt, and get in your company provided car, and drive out to these new places and set this stuff up with some communication, and people like me wouldnt have to be out playing Lewis and Clark in some strange place in the middle of the night with nearly twelve thousand gallons of gasoline behind us!

With that whining out of my system, I am going to bed! Good day all!!