I wasn't going to post about this....because it is long and convoluted..but here goes Realtor calls....she is an ok referrer..but not as good as she thinks...she needs me to look at a large home w/ problems for an out of town client....and he wants her to meet me there.....**FIRST ALARM** I agree to $45 for first HOUR (YIKES) to appease her and her cheap client....**SECOND ALARM** LThe little voice starts to speak: "This guy will never pay you....he is going to screw you...run dummy run..." She makes it as big of a pita as she can to meet her....I make her wait...meet her on my schedule....and look at the POS system..... Febco has blown the poppet...cannot even look at system until we call the client for approval...sigh.... We have to use my phone..hers has no signal...of course....I get the approval with a loud complaint about my price for poppet/bonnet (55) and a long story about how he just bought one..blah blah blah..... The realtor continues to speak with ****** on the phone....30 minutes later on my dime....I need to talk to him again about the flooding valve boxes... He wants to know how much..I ballpark him...he freaks out.....I come down a bit on my hourly rate to appease him, figure I will make it up in parts.....and the little voice continues: "Don't do it idiot...this guy is working you...he is a PITA and you will never get paid what you are worth.....and he may screw you out of the money......" I change a PGP while there...which he insists was working the last time he was in town...adjust some other PGPs that are hitting the house and causing peeling paint...which he insists never happened.... Blow forward in time I decide to listen to the voice...call and cancel the rest of the job with the Realtor....she is pissed....I explain to her I have a sick family member in a town 2 hours away (truth)....and she is now ok with that...I mention the bill for the PGP and Poppet / Bonnet...she says send her a bill and she will forward to Abudulah Ablingota.....oops. Blow Forward a little farther He isn't going to pay.....he insists I installed a used part on his Febco because now the top isn't green plastic it is brass (WTF????) The other sprinkler guys that came to bid the job threw me under the bus and told him I did this heinous thing.....or so he says... The conversation on the phone w/ him yesterday was ugly....I went by the jobsite yesterday..no work has been done. The little voice still speaks: "I told you so you friggin idiot...how many times does this have to happen to you before you learn.....jack*ss" Listen to the voice....it is never wrong.