Two days ago I did some fairly large houses; not 'rich league'; but affluent people. Most paid by cheque and not one tip.
Today we started by doing six pensioners. Three houses; three bungalows. Five of them gave us a tip; two of them tipped me a fiver even though I only charge them £4.50 for their bungalow. I tried to refuse; honest. Being on a fixed income, the money probably means more to them than to us.
The only one that didn't tip me didn't answer the door. Her curtains were closed and I know this old girl is house-bound.
Being house-bound doesn't stop her 'telling me off' though, but she tips me a couple of quid extra every month; only after complaining about a sill I haven't wiped or something. She's a bit of a character.
Anyway, I knocked both her neighbors and asked if they knew where she was. They didn't and said she should be in. She only goes out on Thursdays.
I even got my ladders out to see if I could peek through the curtains. I couldn't.
In the end one of the 'old dears' gave me the Warden's mobile number; so I phoned him and he said he'd check on her.
I don't know the outcome yet, but I hope she's okay.
I haven't been paid yet.
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I'm joking. I hope the old gal is okay, regardless of getting paid or not.
Oh, and is there a special offer on tins of Quality Street?
We've been given two in two days.