Sunrise Guy
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We were hauling out wood and brush between two high-dollar homes overlooking some cliffs. Great view. It was 7:30AM, today. We had done the bulk of the work, yesterday, which is why I'm on here at 9:45AM, today. Yesterday, while we were taking down a tree that arched into the adjacent property, the homeowner of that property yelled out, "Why are you cutting down MY tree? I did not give you my permission!" "Uh, M'am, if you'll trace that tree back to its base you'll see that it most definitely is not your tree." "Well, don't touch any of my trees!" "M'am, your trees need some serious work. Your husband keeps telling me, each time I call him, that he needs to check with you, to see if he can hire us. You really should let him."
OK, now on to today, and the new one, for me: We were hauling up the brush and wood, as mentioned, above. All of a sudden the same weirdo homeowner from the adjacent property appears on her balcony. Keep in mind it's 7:30 AM and a half-hour past my city's "quiet time" ordinance. We were not yelling or even talking very loud. We were concentrating on getting out of there ASAP. "Excuse me! Can you keep your voices down! (That's the new one) There are people trying to sleep, up here!" "M'am, we can keep our voices down, but our chainsaws, which we're going to fire up in another five minutes, will not be able to!" I wanted to simply say, "BITE ME!" to this weirdo, but I kept that inside. Once we were cutting, she never appeared, again. Needless to say, I won't be calling her husband for the gig, ever again. In truth, I strongly believe he was using the old "I need to ask my wife/husband" dodge, that really irks me, the three times I called him. He had hired me, then cancelled, then hired me, then cancelled. With his "lovely" wife, I feel sorry for the guy.
OK, now on to today, and the new one, for me: We were hauling up the brush and wood, as mentioned, above. All of a sudden the same weirdo homeowner from the adjacent property appears on her balcony. Keep in mind it's 7:30 AM and a half-hour past my city's "quiet time" ordinance. We were not yelling or even talking very loud. We were concentrating on getting out of there ASAP. "Excuse me! Can you keep your voices down! (That's the new one) There are people trying to sleep, up here!" "M'am, we can keep our voices down, but our chainsaws, which we're going to fire up in another five minutes, will not be able to!" I wanted to simply say, "BITE ME!" to this weirdo, but I kept that inside. Once we were cutting, she never appeared, again. Needless to say, I won't be calling her husband for the gig, ever again. In truth, I strongly believe he was using the old "I need to ask my wife/husband" dodge, that really irks me, the three times I called him. He had hired me, then cancelled, then hired me, then cancelled. With his "lovely" wife, I feel sorry for the guy.