I started the Monday in a very bad mood with this being the 11th day without the AC. When the bell rang at the door, I was instantly disarmed by the absurdly hot number standing there. So this was my day....trying to do my work, and you wandering in and out, climbing up and down the little ladder, blow-torching my AC in the ceiling, and setting off the smoke alarms every time you fired it up. Every pop of that torch igniting, and every ear-piercing tweet of those damned alarms, the thought: "OMG I'M WATCHING THIS MAN BURN DOWN MY HOUSE WITH ME INSIDE IT"....nope, it never once crossed my mind, because having you (now sweating) buzzing around in my house, the only fire that concerned me was the one smoldering in my pants. When the day was over, and had chance to chat, I still couldn't make up my mind whether you might be in to "getting friendlier"...until you asked whether there was anything more you could do for me, and stupid me froze. There's enough in this ad for you to know without question who you are (that is if anyone bothers reading this). You have my number, you have my address, and now you have an email contact, because there's a lot you can do for me, and me for you.
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