Went to look at a floor tiling job recently. Knocked on the door and introduced myself to the couple. So far so good.
They wanted there entrance hall tiled and i gave them some ideas including leaving some tiles out in the door way to drop a door mat into. Well, with that the woman screamed (literally!) "well why don't i lay down in the door way, he treats me like a f*****g doormat".
I had obviously walked into a domestic and whilst inside i wanted to burst out laughing i couldn't. The husband looked mortified. Then she went off again. Time to leave. "Where the f***k are you going" she said. "Im not interested in your job so im leaving" i said. " You can't do that".
Anyway, i left with the husband sitting on the bottom step with his head in his hands. I had driven a small distance to look at that job and i should have been gutted but when that front door shut i could hear her tearing into her old man i burst out laughing.
They wanted there entrance hall tiled and i gave them some ideas including leaving some tiles out in the door way to drop a door mat into. Well, with that the woman screamed (literally!) "well why don't i lay down in the door way, he treats me like a f*****g doormat".
I had obviously walked into a domestic and whilst inside i wanted to burst out laughing i couldn't. The husband looked mortified. Then she went off again. Time to leave. "Where the f***k are you going" she said. "Im not interested in your job so im leaving" i said. " You can't do that".
Anyway, i left with the husband sitting on the bottom step with his head in his hands. I had driven a small distance to look at that job and i should have been gutted but when that front door shut i could hear her tearing into her old man i burst out laughing.