Monday, January 30, 2017

The transporter

It had taken way too much time to get even the recognition ping off the darned receiver. Josh simply didn't have time to spare so he cancelled the stand by. "The heck with it", he thought, "we'll come back later". "Just think about it. Four hundred dollars for a one inch pin - a stinking little pin", he said out loud so Janet would hear. "It's not the pin. It's the distance of the transport. At least the pin will be right, otherwise the whole thing might not even work", she answered. Josh had been trying to repair a "workstyle printer copier" he'd installed on his automatic reply line - a setup that allowed customers to pull up his company's electronic messaging sign and order and receive working units according to easy choice options - and pay and receive the units within virtually seconds. It was hard and costly to set up, but it brought in thousands of dollars a day on average - when it was up and running. His problem at the moment was a little pin that aligned an optional design picture to a cutter that actually manufactured a part - well - a facsimile of a part that was transported electronically to another receiver that a customer, presumably, used.

Customers, by the way, that might be located light years - actually light years - away from his business location!