Monday, July 9, 2012

Another family

I called the number I was given for the client. It turned out to be her parent's house. The call went to voicemail. I left a message that I was on my way and gave an estimated time of arrival. A few minutes later my phone rang. I answered and said hello.

A man's voice on the other end said, "You called a couple minutes ago."

Oh, is this (the client's) father? What's going on?

"Listen if you're trying to start something I'm not gonna put up with it."

I don't understand. I just wanted (the client) to know I was on my way.

"Listen here. I'm a pretty nice guy but I don't like it when someone comes on that way to me."

His daughter turned out to be a very shy, quiet, congenital liar and heroin addict.

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