Speaking of first impressions.
The other day I was sat at the table helping my nipper spill his dinner everywhere when I thought the front door was being smashed down. The hardest knocking in the world
I swung the door open and to my supprise, on the doorstep was a rather angry looking little man with a fAg on the go and a tattoo creeping up his neck. I also spotted a rag hanging from his belt.
"Want ya windows doing?" He grunted, without removing the ciggy. "Tenna!"
"No thanks mate, I do my own." I said.
"8 quid then, thats cheap that is"
"Really mate I do my own, thanks anyway"
The best bit was when he shook his head and dropped his dog end on my front door mat and stamped it out.
"Could you take that with you?" I said, a tad dis-gruntled.
To my supprise he bent down and picked it up and walked off.
Right past my van which says quite clearly "WINDOW CLEANING"
Now it isn`t just because I am a window cleaner that I didn't require his services but his overall appearance and attitude put me off slightly.
Maybe I'm just fussy.