The window man is sitting at the kitchen table making up the contract for me to sign. Scott is pacing back n forth cuz he can't ever keep still unless he's watching TV or fixing a SEPTA train.
I met your daughter, Chrissy, I said. Nice girl.
I don't have a daughter, said Bob.
You don't? I thought she works at your store in Hatboro? Lives in Warminster, married to a cop?
I don't have a store in Hatboro. That's Gallagher's Windows.
Oh! You mean you're not Gallagher?
No, I'm Bob's Home Improvement.
Ohhhhh.
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Sounds like memory issues.
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andrew, i had 4 guys over for the estimate. windows are an incredible big deal so i wanted to do it right, wanted to be sure i got my moneysworth, good material, guarantees. i learned a lot about windows. but i got mixed up between 2 of the contractors, as you read!
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