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<blockquote data-quote="quad decade guy" data-source="post: 5117113" data-attributes="member: 77939">Where to begin...Had a delivery to a &quot;trailer&quot; down a long dirt road(tree lined, low hanging)....had to walk it as I drove a P1000 in the country....Encountered a naked young man in the woods....ok. Kept walking. Thousand miles of bad road old woman answered the door while &quot;coloring&quot; her hair....I mentioned the young man....&quot;Yeah, he&#039;s my Grandson...&quot; &quot;Don&#039;t worry about him...&quot; Yes, the Trailer area looked like something out of Deliverance.....Had a &quot;daily&quot; delivery(HSN) I mean EVERY DAY...to a lower economic area house....porch was filled with old bags of trash, newspapers....all kinds of crap....filled to the rafters. With a small path to the door. Yard 3 ft high.....like nothing ever happened there.Ultra skinny, hag of a woman always answered the door. This was signature days....paper. Just weird.I also have many, many great stories of heart warming anecdotes. Many, many great customers.Had this Rottweiler bark viciously at me every day(small normal size house chainlink fence). I got closer to him every day and just talked to him. One day, he was up against the fence and I chanced scratching him on the chest(through the fence)....he leaned into it! We were best buds ever after. All the while looking around for a mgt spy to fire me for stealing time....</blockquote>

[QUOTE="quad decade guy, post: 5117113, member: 77939"] Where to begin... Had a delivery to a "trailer" down a long dirt road(tree lined, low hanging)....had to walk it as I drove a P1000 in the country.... Encountered a naked young man in the woods....ok. Kept walking. Thousand miles of bad road old woman answered the door while "coloring" her hair....I mentioned the young man...."Yeah, he's my Grandson..." "Don't worry about him..." Yes, the Trailer area looked like something out of Deliverance..... Had a "daily" delivery(HSN) I mean EVERY DAY...to a lower economic area house....porch was filled with old bags of trash, newspapers....all kinds of crap....filled to the rafters. With a small path to the door. Yard 3 ft high.....like nothing ever happened there. Ultra skinny, hag of a woman always answered the door. This was signature days....paper. Just weird. I also have many, many great stories of heart warming anecdotes. Many, many great customers. Had this Rottweiler bark viciously at me every day(small normal size house chainlink fence). I got closer to him every day and just talked to him. One day, he was up against the fence and I chanced scratching him on the chest(through the fence)....he leaned into it! We were best buds ever after. All the while looking around for a mgt spy to fire me for stealing time.... [/QUOTE]

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