One Sunday, I got a call one Sunday afternoon from a young man who identified himself as a "personal assistant to Mr. Snyder" (he has hundreds). He said there was to be a preseason game that evening between Pittsburgh and Dallas that was only going to be televised in those cities, but they had recently purchased a practice facility in Ashburn, Virginia that had a broken C-band system and he wanted to know if I could get it running in time for Danny to watch the game there.
I told him that this call had been forwarded to me at my warehouse, where I was just doing pedestrian duties, and that I could close it up and then visit another customer in their neighborhood who I had promised I would stop by and see the next time I got a call from that neck of the woods, and then I would take care of them.
He called me back a few minutes later and said , "Mr Snyder says if you do us first, you can charge us more." While I am sure Mr. Snyder did say that, he might have been disappointed to see that his personal assistant was playing his hand so poorly. Nevertheless, I said I'd make them my first stop, and asked that they call their local pre-season game TV affiliate to get me the name of the satellite and transponder I'd be looking for.
When I got there, I found that the jack arm of the dish was rusted solid, that the feedhirn had a bee's nets in it, and that the receiver had been professionaqlly tagged and diagnosed as in need of repair. I assured this young man that I had everything I needed to make this system operable, but I might not be done until an hour or so before game time.
He left the roof and then came back up and said, "Mr. Snyder said he is going to watch the game elsewhere, but he wants you to complete the repair anyway". And in a matt3er of minutes, in swooped a helicopter which wisked Danny off to Pittsburgh to watch the game there.
Danny knows how to make a splash with his money.
