Ok, so the preponderence of this group is old dears with one less old boy in his early sixties who keeps an eye out for some of them. His daughter who is about 40 is on the strength too. Anyway said daughter is obviously ill, rather long term and not looking too healthy but the jury's out and being self employed but unable to work she is scratching for cash and "Dad" asks if she can "leave it" until she is better. Being I'm a soft git and as it seems genuine I agree.
Next time ... there's one "old dear" on the end of one block and so in the middle of two blocks who has let me park opposite her house in front of where her garage is. Great I can run the hoses through her back and front gardens and along the fronts each way and same at the back. Convenient.
But she says she doesn't think she should pay £13 when her friends both pay £12 and as I park on her spot I should give her a reduction to £12 too. I explain it's because she's on the end and has an extra couple of windows on the side but she's having none of it. And after I agree (see below) she announces she is off to America for six months and won't want them doing until new year.
I know I should have dumped her on the spot but I bit my tongue because I wanted to make sure I could do the rest from another parking point without moving the van. She is dumped but doesn't know it yet!
This time ... I park elsewhere and the hose runs are fine and I get permission off another lady to use "her spot" so have two options next time when I tell "old sightseeing America but won't pay £13" she's dumped after Xmas.
That afternoon I go to do "Dad"'s (remember him in paragraph 1?) parents, who live about two miles away - I chat quite nicely with "Dad"'s Dad and commiserate with him about his granddaughter's health (paragraph one again!
) - and collect the cash.
Anyway the old boy ("Dad"'s Dad) says "see you after Xmas" I think I'm just correcting him when I say "actually 8 weeks takes us to the first/middle week in December so they'll be done just before Xmas."
He gets quite stroppy wags his finger and says "No, no! We don't want them doing until
after Xmas!"
I quietly but firmly say "Well if that's your last word Mr. _______ we won't be back at all." He realises he's overstepped the mark and says "hang on, hang on" and consults her indoors who obviously wants them done and he comes out and puts his thumb up all sweetness and light and says "that's fine."
I'm an inch from dumping the lot and walking away but I so want to tell Mrs. Captain America she's dumped so I'll go back in December and again in February!
I don't care about the "compactness" anymore and I'm on target to several hundred pounds a month beyond what I need every month so I'm ready to cull!