LOL…one of my co-workers emailed this to me.
Yesterday was a super long day for me. Four car chases and all of them were miles apart. I started driving at 7 AM…Fairfax, Woodbridge, Fredericksburg and then Warrenton. I didn’t make it back until 1 PM.
I had the most enjoyable time on a 12 mile stretch on Rt 1. I was driving, blasting “Make my Day” and minding my own business when a gold colored Sport Trac pulled up next to me in the left lane. A nice looking man, maybe in his early 40’s, slight accent, looked like he just walked out of the barber shop, rolled down the window and started talking to me. LOL, we kept all traffic on Rt 1 South from going over 55 miles per hour for 12 miles until I had to make a right.
This was the most excitement I’ve had in a while.
I MUST get out more. 🙂
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This morning I’m going to Strasburg, VA. Yes, I know, it’s 50 miles from home, but the client called me ahead of time and asked if I would take care of this one for double the fee.
When it’s done like this, I don’t mind, but my other client just slipped one in on me last night that’s 182 miles from home without even e-mailing or calling me. That’s the second time this client has done this and this one pays the lowest fees. WTF??? Do they think I won’t notice driving 3+ hours for a car chase and just go ahead and take care of it? What happened to the zip code list I sent them?? Ha, bastards!
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One of my inspections yesterday took me to a house not two miles from my home. Sometimes I wonder what happened to the people that made theses houses their home.
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