I backed into a loose stone wall when I first started, I nudged a stone about an inch out of place, no mortar on them. I moved the stone back into place and you couldn’t tell it had moved. The woman comes out and starts telling me that her husband has to make sure it’s ok when he comes home! Right away I can tell this chick is whacky! After about 10 minutes of back and forth I say show me what stone I moved, which of course she couldn’t. She tells me her husband can tell. I left and never heard anything else about it.
I learned a valuable lesson that day, people are effing crazy when it comes to their stuff! No matter what it is. You can’t assume they won’t care about the smallest thing, so yeah I can understand some idiot calling up about mulch getting run over! Crazy bitch!