i swear this is a true story...
i did an estimate, knock on the door, she answers, eric clapton playing in the background. i do the estimate, go back knock again, present the price, $50 per, she says:
"i do massage therapy out of my home, could we work out an exchange of services?"
i said, "oh, ah, no thank you, ma'am".
"o.k., well i have your card, let me think about it." she said.
as i was driving down the road, i was thinking....what just happened there?
anyway, another time i did an estimate and the couple offered to cook me dinner every time i mowed.
what kind of barters have you guys been offered?
i did an estimate, knock on the door, she answers, eric clapton playing in the background. i do the estimate, go back knock again, present the price, $50 per, she says:
"i do massage therapy out of my home, could we work out an exchange of services?"
i said, "oh, ah, no thank you, ma'am".
"o.k., well i have your card, let me think about it." she said.
as i was driving down the road, i was thinking....what just happened there?
anyway, another time i did an estimate and the couple offered to cook me dinner every time i mowed.
what kind of barters have you guys been offered?