[H h20]

Isn`t it great being a window cleaner,the different people you meet the funny and not so funny things that happen,a bit better weather and hey who needs to do any other job

[dai]

Am I A WINDOW CLEANER OR A FERRET? The times customers give me a cheery wave as I arrive, and then bolt like rabbits when I'm doing the backs,  into their cars and away before I knock for my money.

Do Sky  installers deliberately put dishes where I can bash them with my ladders to get the £60 call out fee?

Many years ago I had a customer stop a cheque for £3 because I left a streak on her patio door. Then had the cheek 3 years later to ask if I could clean her windows again. I still have the cheque, she is still looking for a cleaner.

[s.hughes]

I was desperate to go once, dont like to ask for the toilet so you know what its like you just hold it in and hope the next customer is out. I get to the next job to find no-one at home, so I run down to the shed at the bottom of their very large garden where no neighbours can see me. I relieve myself with much sighing to find the customers in the shed.

[baldeagle]

This one is nothing to do with window cleaning, but is quite true, so please indulge me....

Back in the 60's, when I was an apprentice electrician, one of my older colleagues, did a job in a lady's house which involved lifting upstairs floorboards.

The lady had a horrible Pekinese dog, just like "Tricky Woo" in the James Herriot stories, and the bl**dy thing kept trying to get down the hole where Bob was trying to thread a cable though.

In desperation, he slapped the dog on the snout and it promptly dropped down, dead!

Grabbing the poor animal, he laid it on the lady's bed, where it normally used to rest, and sure enough, the lady eventually brought Bob a cuppa and found the dog in the adjacent room.

Deep sorrow, (from the lady), with sackcloth and ashes all round, and Bob sympathising with the customer, and saying, "There, there, poor old *** died lying in his favourite place" Blah, blah!