Good one! I went with another tech to a house to help him with a problem. No one answers so he says they told him just to go on in. We're midway through a regulation when the lady comes out of the shower... Wasn't the right house... After the police left we walked next door to the right address... Jim Busby -----Original Message----- From: caut-bounces at ptg.org [mailto:caut-bounces at ptg.org] On Behalf Of Michelle Stranges Sent: Thursday, December 14, 2006 2:23 PM To: College and University Technicians Subject: [CAUT] It was funny at first.. Dear Peeps, Last night I had a tuning at some people's home that I have never been to before. I get to their home and ring the bell.. Nothing. Ring the bell again. Nothing. Dig through my purse and find my dayplanner and the cell phone number and call. She answers.. (She wasn't inside the house!?!? I say to myself..) She asked me if her son wasn't home and hadn't answered the door. I say "I don't know, no one's answering the bell and I've been standing on your porch for a bit.." So I ask if I can bang on the door. Yep. I bang on the door and the son rises up from the couch. Answers the door and she wants to talk to him. I hand him my phone and let him talk to his mom while I take off my shoes.. He shows me where the piano is. He wasn't aware that I would be showing up that night at all... I basically thought all of this was funny and I was OK with it since I was finally let inside.. The piano is *so* out, and I secretly deem it a "POS PSO", but of course I do my best. About 1/4 of the way into it, he comes in the room and tells me he is leaving to go and play some basketball. I inquire if I will be the only one in the house and he says "yes". It did *not* occur to me to ask him if someone would eventualy be showing up, for you would just assume so, right ???? I finish my first pass through and start going through the piano a second time and *still* no one comes home. Meh.. ok...nice and quiet for me. :) I finish tuning altogther. No one home yet. Find the bathroom. Go back to the piano and start finding extra stuff to tinker around with in hopes that someone would come home. I tinker. I'm Tinkerbell for crying sakes.. No one comes home. Now I'm pretty pee'd off at this point... I write up the bill, put it on the piano, pack up my stuff, put my shoes back on and dig around in my purse to call this (Doctor) to see how to lock up her house! While doing this, I hear a car pull up and the automatic garage open up. Wait a bit and while I'm standing there, the side door into the house opens up and the husband walks in. I'll cut to the chase here people. *He has NO idea WHO I am, or what I am doing in his house.* He didn't even know I was coming over. It was awful. I blubber out some "MynameisblahblahandIworkoveratthecollegeblahblahyourwwifecalledmeblahbl ahBLAH.." He asks me when she made this appointment and where she might have gotten my name from. Anyways- you all get the picture. So next I am left having spent 2 hours in this home and without being paid yet. I am suddenly in a very uncomfy situation of bringing up the bill that's lying on the fallboard and "Would she like to mail me my check or could you make one out for me now.."- completely in hopes that he would get the hint and pay my then for my tuning. I guess I shouldn't have suggested she could mail it, because to my horror he waved it off saying she'd take care of it. Maybe I should have said something about getting paid then, but I was *so miffed* and he was most likely so jaded to come home to a complete stranger in his house that I just thanked him and left. :( Thanx all for letting me vent and I wonder if this has happened to anyone else?? This is truly a first for me, for most people like to be home on my first visit- unless they know me. All I know is that I best get my check... yesterday. Cheers- Michelle
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