I live out in the boonies, about 30 miles from anything. I recently had to
call a HVAC company out for boiler work. Trying to get someone to come out
this way, is a PITA, to say the least. Finally got a hold of a company,
which set up an appointment between noon & 4.
Around 4, I got a call from the service tech, saying he couldn't find my
place. I attempted to detail exactly where I was. About 5, I got another
call from the tech, asking if I had my directions right. I confirmed they
were correct at that time. Once again, I gave him detailed information of
where I was, in reference to where he was.
At about 5:45, the dogs began barking. So, I knew someone was coming up the
long winding drive. I went out and stood on my porch, waiting.
When the tech got out of his shiny white van, I couldn't help but notice,
he was a little person, a dwarf.
As I attempted to welcome him, the dwarf said, " I am NOT Happy".
I replied, "Well then, which one are you?"