Yesterday had 2 jobs neither of which I booked as the missus took the calls.
First job 10 x 12 wool rug, big house with a sweeping drive in the middle of the countryside, rug just happened to be in the conservatory right beside an outdoor 10m pool, house was immaculate.
Older couple, very polite and seem to take a shine to me because they asked me to quote for just about everything they could think of......carpets, leather suite, patio clean. Job took just over an hour but spent about 2 hours there chatting, etc and came away with the leather clean booked.
Second job in the afternoon, smack bang in the middle town so parking all taken, stopped on double yellows and flicked hazards on to take a look, flat on top of a pizza takeaway, access through a narrow side door with the steepest stairs I've ever had to drag my equipment up. Small empty bedroom, cheap carpet in a minging state with blackcurrant stains. Customer a "jack the lad" type who seem to think of himself as the local hard man, it was:
F***k*** this, and F***k*** that.
Do you want me to get the F***k*** money of the cashpoint before you start? (Sounded like Marcus from Big Brother)
Said I've got no where to park, he looked out the window and and said I'll get the pizza shop to move there van. Asked if he knew them and they'd do it, he said, course they will, they're f**k*** scared of me, followed him down stairs and heard the back end of the conversation, "just get the f***k*** van moved will ya" which they promptly did.
Never walked on a job as yet but was very tempted to here.
Once inside, although everything still started with F**k** he was polite as anyone, helped me up with the gear, gave me a can of cold drink, said don't worry about the stains, not expecting them to come out, just blitz it as best you can, not expecting miracles.
Two completing contrasting customers.
Not a very exciting post but just thought I'd share it.