> You mightn´t be related to a skydiver called Mad >Dog, huh? Not that I know of, but I've heard rumors of doppelgangers. If he makes any claims toward being a relative of mine, don't believe him. The man is obviously an imposter. Anyone that would intentionally jump out of a perfectly good airplane can't share a common gene pool with me. >Do you, Ron, tell them that you ACTUALLY look like a mad scientist? :) >(I feel a thread coming up here) Usually, I come pre-recommended - and described - so they know what to expect. Well... mostly. <G> When I schedule a new customer, especially an older woman, I'll warn them that I'll appear on their porch as a large, wild and hairy looking individual, but that I'm really just chronically disoriented and quite docile. I always announce myself as "piano tuner" when they answer the door too. I learned all this the hard way when years ago, when I wasn't nearly so large and hairy, an old woman peered out the window at me, flapping her hands and making squeaking and chattering noises, and wouldn't open the door for me no matter what I said. Figured I was a Boojum, come to get her, I guess. That's almost happened a couple of other times, but I had a cell phone by then. After talking to them on the phone and waving to them from the porch steps, they did finally let me in. >-"There are two things that are infinite; the universe and human >stupidity. And I´m not sure about the universe."- >A. Einstein Go Al! Ron N
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