So, I had a response from my recent big leaflet drop.
Guy emailed me telling me that no-one had been able to do his windows to his satisfaction. Went to see him and realised I was talking to someone mildly obsessive. No sense of humour whatsoever. No empathy whatsoever. No interest in the fact that we'd both worked for the same company at the same time several years ago. Just a desire to get his windows done.
Against my better judgment I went and did them. I didn't enjoy it at all; I was concentrating too hard on getting the job utterly perfect. Did the house twice, as per all first cleans, taking real extra care and gallons of water.
Came home to an email. He'd got home and one of the window sills was dirty. It was a high frosted window with an opening light above it in the bathroom. Quite clearly, he must have stood on something and opened the window to look down on the horror of a dirty window sill.
Fortunately, I'd already decided while I was doing it that I'd tell him I didn't want to do them again (My primary aim in life is happiness, and this really didn't fit the bill).
We've parted company. And I'm very happy we have...
Vin