On the Friday before July 4, some woman came in the shop with a bad hard drive and problematic backups and was desperate to recover her pictures. After looking at her situation, I realized it was more than a simple recovery and told her it wouldn't be cheap ($300 - $500). I later asked her if she had a hard drive to put the files on and she said "no", so I offered to pickup one at Costco, as my options were limited on the Friday before a holiday. She said to do it.
I'll make this short - I worked extra over the weekend and finally made a good recovery - organized the files etc. When I spoke to her on Tuesday or Wednesday and was pleased to tell her everything worked out, she asked what it was costing and when I told her she went bat crap crazy - and it was EXACTLY what I had estimated. She came in loaded for bear - unbelievably rude and at one point said "your not the first man...." and never finished the sentence. I realized, that her anger was directed at me because I had the misfortune to be born with testicles. I cut the bill back, just to get rid of her - like you would pay for an exterminator to get rid of cock roaches.
I'm an old guy and told my wife that night that I can no longer deal with these generations - liars and thieves willing to say and do anything to accomplish the current goal. This woman got what she wanted and was able to abuse an old man for sport. Probably had some good laughs at my expense.
Long story short - I sold the building this week and will be closing up 12/1. I hope to do some on site work from the house, but will have to see how that goes.
If I'm going to spend my last years with a bitch, it's going to be a dog and not some crazed chick from Naperville, IL.
