i need a fence. that's because i don't own a gun. just kidding. a fence for security reasons of course. if life wasn't the way it is and we could trust anyone and everyone, then i guess the fencing people will be out of business. anyways, i need a fence for my wee house.
i got a few estimates. good lord the interesting people i met trying to build one. the first person i met was this old korean grandpa. i didn't understand half the english he used, but i did understand the parts when he told me not to do something or get something...you know, the way older folks just tell you straight up what not to do?! i'm like, hold up now grandpa...am I getting the fence or are YOU getting the fence. set me straight please cuz i'm confused. the second guy is normal...didn't stand out in any way. the 3rd one, is a racist. kept talking about them "mexican kids" at public schools when he found out i was a teacher and then kept repeating that he wasn't racist. two words: GOOD TIMES.
goodness. i still don't have a fence. not only is it expensive, it is also FEROCIOUSLY time consuming trying to schedule and meet with people. this is where my assistant should step in and get it done for me....but alas, i don't have an assistant.
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