Last week was a business trip. I was home long enough to repack my suitcase, spend a day in mediation with four lawyers, and look at one floor problem. Now I am off to Fiji for some R&R. If I had known about the Hawaii trip, I would not have scheduled this one and instead just extended my stay in Hawaii. But I'll suffer through it.
Last week was a business trip. I was home long enough to repack my suitcase, spend a day in mediation with four lawyers, and look at one floor problem. Now I am off to Fiji for some R&R. If I had known about the Hawaii trip, I would not have scheduled this one and instead just extended my stay in Hawaii. But I'll suffer through it.
The inspection was one of those easy ones. I got called to look at problems with the factory-finished engineered floor in a foyer. As I walked in the house, I was greeted by the homeowner and her little dog. The homeowner was happy to see me, as I could help her get a solution for her floor problem. But Fido was ecstatic about me coming to visit. She was just wiggling and wagging all around, and peeing in the process. The homeowner then said something like, "Please excuse her. Fifi just gets so excited whenever someone comes to visit." She then called her housekeeper to clean up the mess.
We then proceeded to look at the entire hardwood floor so I could see the difference between the foyer and other areas. As I came back to the foyer to get up close and personal with the floor, I came upon the housekeeper, who had just finished wet-mopping the foyer floor. Not damp-mopping, but wet-mopping. The entire floor was soaked. Glistening.
So we talked a little about proper wood floor care, I packed my bags, patted Fifi on the head and moseyed towards home.
Well, I did look at the floor a little just to be sure, and to justify my fee. But sometimes an easy one does come along. And some give you something to giggle about on the way home.
