One slow day, I decided to set up in a parking lot that contained a large grocery store, a fitness center, and several other small businesses. My thinking was this: women shopping and people who are serious about their physical appearance - two excellent client pools.
I set up my portable sunshade, and hung a sign advertising my lowest wash price. I then started out with my own vehicle....you know, to look busy. I took the magnetics off the sides and pulled it alongside my trailer and got started. I figured the customers would start showing up in droves and I would just have them park nearby, leave me the keys, and skip merrily off to do their shopping whilst I brought their car back to vivid life.
REALITY: In the first five minutes I accidentally lay my hand across the two buttons on my keyless entry panel that LOCK the doors(the UNLOCK code no longer works)....with my keys, wallet, cell phone, water, and money all inside. It was noon, September, Florida......Oops. I walked to a shop and borrowed their phone to call my wife, who could be there by 6:00 pm with my spare key after work.
Being the positive trooper that I am, I said..."All is not lost" and proceeded to give my Ford Exporer the best exterior detailing it has had in awhile.
RESULTS: My first contact was an old bum who walked up to me with a 5 gal bucket full of old rags, some wax, and other bottles of God knows what in it. He had a sleeveless T-xxxx with a Confederate flag on it and the words Git-R-Done Detailing. He told me he was a detailer and his "trick" was that he got to all his jobs by city bus. I asked him how he gets water into his bucket. He replied that most of the cars he does aren't that dirty so he just wipes them down and gives them a real good wax job. He then commenced giving me tips on the finer points of detailing. :wall
The bum left after about 10 minutes. After that I got about 5 drive ups asking for prices and a card. ( I have a flier with my price list) I got one full detail scheduled for an F150 for the next day. At about 4:30, the grocery store manager came out and told me I couldn't be set up there...the store owned the lot (no I didn't get permission) :wall
I had to take my sunshade down and put away all my equipment. But that was okay, because the sun soon went away and we had one of the worst thunderstorms we've had in weeks over the next hour. My rig was in the farthest section of the lot away from the buildings and my trailer is an open model. So I sat under a tree to be close enough that my wife would see me when she showed up.
My wife finally showed up and rescued my tired, wet butt. I will never do that again.