My long-lost Mexican landscapers resurfaced after 2 years. A week or so ago, my doorbell rang and it was Luis, standing there with a meek smile on his face and his hand jutted out toward me with a business card in it. He was peddling to get my business back. I squealed with delight at the sight of him, then regained my composure and told him I was angry at him because it was like he fell off the face of the earth and left me hanging with no explaination, no phone call, no nothing. (Not to mention my only alternative was to hire the more expensive College Students who charge $10 more and that was a bummer!)
Apparently, his whole team got deported back to Mexico, and he was left without helpers and had to throw in the towel for a while till he could find more guys to join his team. They started back this week by me, and it’s so funny, because the guys cutting the grass were wearing ski masks…hmmm. I wonder just how long these guys will last?