tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1102126498629529342.post976431640947745539..comments2023-06-14T10:02:17.797-05:00Comments on In Haught Pursuit: The Locksmith Knows My SecretWendy Haughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03224112973689131637noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1102126498629529342.post-84493691025986941972010-03-25T15:56:39.807-05:002010-03-25T15:56:39.807-05:00Gosh, Emily, you get all the good ones!Gosh, Emily, you get all the good ones!Wendy Haughthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03224112973689131637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1102126498629529342.post-81915256232072381482010-03-25T11:04:46.001-05:002010-03-25T11:04:46.001-05:00Your house sounds just like ours. Things are hard ...Your house sounds just like ours. Things are hard to fix because they aren't standard, so you end up calling a repairman who says he has never seen anything like this before...<br /><br />And I have had my fair share of embarassing moments with repairmen. Like the dude from Kentucky who I thought I might have to chase out of my house with a firearm when he started asking me if I'd go home with him. " 'Cuz Ahm a l-o-o-nely feller." This, to a woman eight months pregnant. That was just too weird. I said, "No thanks and you can go now." Luckily he went without anything further than a parting injunction to call him if I changed my mind. I called the city, who had sent him out, instead and told them to stop contracting him.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05117120475033380036noreply@blogger.com