today we worked on the mansion of the founding father of our town. Big castle like structure built in 1850 (town est in early 1800). Worked on a probably 4 century old plus bur oak. Maybe a little vid later.
Worked for 30 years on this property but last owner, hotshot woman from nyc.....i brought in a rented 75 foot crane (prior to owning mine) and cut mass oak wood from over the slate roof and giant protrusions/peaks. Did a perfect job and went to back crane out of the drive and the hitch scraped the road a little (hell the townies scrape the hell out of the roads with skidsteer buckets) so she was not going to pay me until i corrected it.
Told her i would call the city and do what they wanted done on monday. Asked for payment in cash as i needed it for a bill. She finally , with a lot of crap gave in.
I went straight to the bank and cashed the check, then took mucho pleasure in calling her and telling her to kiss my ass and i enjoyed scratching "her" road up.....ooowww the pleasures of being a company owner.
But guess what? Whoever i have probs with likely i will be back working on their properties after they move away and laughing while doing it. Life just seems to work that way for me. If i can't get along with them....i will for sure outlast them.