When I was pioneering in Louisiana, several of us would make a local call than drive to a rural territory, taking a half hour or more before we actually went from door to door, but counting the driving time.
Bogus ways of counting your Field Service Time...
have to shudder when I think of the gigantic portion of my life spent looking out the window of the service group car, observing and secretly envying the people outside carrying on normal activities, shopping, walking the dog, talking happily
I used to have a call next door to a house where I would see a cat sprawled over the window sill. I was always envious of that cat. Her life seemed better than mine.