<html> <body> Well, you've got more balls than I do! :-( Avery At 11:41 AM 3/18/2007, you wrote: <blockquote type=cite class=cite cite="">Here's one. I showed up early one morning as I did every 6 months or so at my appointed time to tune a Steinway M at a mountain ranch. The fire department was still dousing the burning embers of ranch and piano as I pulled in the drive. Family all standing around in their PJs. ( All true so far) Well, I just pulled out my trusty bill pad and hit 'em for a missed appointment. Fenton ( gimme my money) Murray <dl> <dd>----- Original Message ----- <dd>From: <a href="mailto:mfarrel2@tampabay.rr.com">Farrell</a> <dd>To: <a href="mailto:pianotech@ptg.org">Pianotech List</a> <dd>Sent: Thursday, March 15, 2007 10:05 AM <dd>Subject: Re: Another side of missed appointments <dd>I had a similar, but opposite of sorts appointment a few years ago. I walked up to the front door maybe a few minutes late, knocked, and the lady answered the door. She appear rather panicked, tears streaming down her face. "My husband just had a heart attack and they took him to the hospital - I didn't want to leave because I knew you were coming." <dd>  <dd>Awww jeezzzzz. Lady, go to your husband  - call me sometime in the future and we'll reschedule - now go! <dd>  <dd>So yeah, there are all kinds out there. I sure appreciated her concern for my time, but goodness gracious - there are priorities! <dd>  <dd>Terry Farrell </dl></blockquote></body> </html>