Just to prove people do not think, . . . this morning I went to my son's house he is in the process of selling.
I was supposed to do two things: mow the lawn, . . . let in the water quality guy to take samples for the realtor.
I mowed the lawn and waited too long, . . . called the realtor, . . . they came over, apologizing profusely for the delay.
Got the water people on the phone, . . . "He was there, home owner let him in, he's on to another site".
After some heated discussion, . . . found out the dude went to a different address up the street, . . . knocked on the door, . . . and in fact the home owner did let him in, . . . escorted him to the sink, . . . got his sample, . . . at a home that had no reason, no appointment, no logical explanation for the water quality test.
But the guy showed up with a bottle, cllipboard, and uniform, . . . waltzed right in.
Won't never happen at my house.
May God bless,
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