<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819</id><updated>2024-09-07T15:51:46.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Fix</title><subtitle type='html'>A Patient Man Has Great Understanding...Proverbs 14:29</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-8314911599880159274</id><published>2010-01-18T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:18:44.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technologically Advanced</title><summary type="text">
This is one of those phone conversations that now makes me think that we are too technologically advanced, but at the same time if you think of it the way we did you will definitely find it funny...Please enjoy, and yes this actually happened.

A few weeks ago I was sitting in the church social hall at St. Andrew Greek Orthodox Church with the priest.&amp;nbsp; We were the only two there at the time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/8314911599880159274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/8314911599880159274?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8314911599880159274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8314911599880159274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2010/01/technologically-advanced.html' title='Technologically Advanced'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-965301615518447679</id><published>2010-01-10T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:26:43.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Continuous Problem</title><summary type="text">You ever have one of those experiences that seems like it drags on forever and isn&#39;t funny until way after the matter is corrected? Well I will tell you that this story is one of those experiences. Take a look at what happened...

We recently switched the phone and internet service we used to another company. My dad stayed home with the man who set up the whole system in the house and I went and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/965301615518447679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/965301615518447679?isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/965301615518447679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/965301615518447679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2010/01/continuous-problem.html' title='The Continuous Problem'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-6604710974530122170</id><published>2009-11-16T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:53:00.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Minds of Hungry People</title><summary type="text">Back again at my first job at King&#39;s Bread Inc, another amazing phone call came through.&amp;nbsp; The mind of this hungry person amazed me.&amp;nbsp; I have to say though, If I wasn&#39;t the one who answered the phone, I wouldn&#39;t have believed it.


Phone rings, &quot;King&#39;s Bread Inc.&amp;nbsp; Weston,&quot; I answered.&amp;nbsp; Now put yourself in my shoes when hearing the response I received, &quot;yes.&amp;nbsp; How far am I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/6604710974530122170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/6604710974530122170?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/6604710974530122170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/6604710974530122170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2009/11/minds-of-hungry-people.html' title='The Minds of Hungry People'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-8339040509328112304</id><published>2009-11-09T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:41:00.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phones</title><summary type="text">Ever have one of those days where it seems like there is just no one with a brain, but you?&amp;nbsp; Take a look at this.&amp;nbsp; (I have changed the name of the company mentioned).

My first job outside my family was for a sandwich franchise.&amp;nbsp; I happened to be on the to-go station that day, which left me responsible for answering the phones for orders called in.


The phone rang and I answered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/8339040509328112304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/8339040509328112304?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8339040509328112304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8339040509328112304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2009/11/phones.html' title='The Phones'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-2921319085145468348</id><published>2009-11-02T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:38:14.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Ending Problem</title><summary type="text">You ever have one of those experiences that seems like it drags on forever and isn&#39;t funny until way after the matter is corrected?  Well I will tell you that this story is one of those experiences.  Take a look at what happened...


We recently switched the phone and internet service we used to another company.  My dad stayed home with the man who set up the whole system in the house and I went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/2921319085145468348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/2921319085145468348?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/2921319085145468348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/2921319085145468348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-ending-problem.html' title='Never Ending Problem'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522257170284543819.post-8637544973761714861</id><published>2009-10-24T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:26:59.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><summary type="text">Welcome to PerfectFix.com.  I have been told by many to write down things that happen to me when I fix things, strange things that happen to me, funny stories about when I was in high school and college, or something that has happened to me (or a relative of mine) on the job.  I am pretty sure that I have fixed almost everything that I have tried, but something usually happens from the time the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/feeds/8637544973761714861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7522257170284543819/8637544973761714861?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8637544973761714861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522257170284543819/posts/default/8637544973761714861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectfix.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854694032645413969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>