Funny story-
Had a client years ago, I had just pre-sprayed the dinning room and looked around for here to tell her to watch her step if she happened to walk thru the room, but she was nowhere to be found. So I stepped out to my truck to bring in something when I was walking back by the window when I looked in and to my horror saw her coming out of the room, I ran in the house I found her sprawled out dead on the floor.
Just kidding, ( I know that ain't funny, get over it)
Any how she was laying bass acwards on the floor, so I ran over and helped her up and apologized profusely. She said she was in the basement when I went out, and I shouldn't feel bad as the only thing she hurt was her pride, (good thing she has so much "pride" back there).
Later on in the job we got to talking about how she knew what it was like to be self-employed, as her husband was also self-employed, but I never figured out what he did . At the end of job I asked what her husband did for a living? She replied "he's an attorney"
SH!T !
No Joke
So I asked her if I should just leave the keys to the van and walk home, or would she give me a ride? Luckily she was a referral of a big family I did work for so I was pretty sure nothing but a funny story would come of it...
I was right, that time.