Hello, John:
Just wanted to tell you this funny story. I was away for the weekend when termites
invaded my house. Naturally, my husband, home alone for the weekend, did absolutely NOTHING. Nothing,
that is, until it started again Sunday morning near the TV set in the living room.
Well, that
was it. He jumped on the internet, probably first to the Playboy channel, but eventually settled on
an exterminator to do the job. He told me as soon as I got home late Sunday night. Naturally, we had
a fight. I wanted YOU, my own exterminator to the job, not some jerk he got off the internet. He said
that he was convinced that he had the absolute best exterminator, and that this was the man he was going
to call.
Well, when he told me who it was, it was YOU! I could hardly believe it! Finally, after
25 years of marriage, my husband is in agreement with me. It's so funny, he's been paying your monthly
bill for some 15 years now and he didn't even know he picked you!
John, you (or your men) have
never met my husband, he's always gone whenever the exterminator is here. He's not as bad as I say he
is, after all, I'm still here. He never showed any interest before, now he's asking me about you and
your guys, what they do, and everything.
He was looking to see who did your website, he said it
was fantastic and wants to find out who did it.
Anyway, I have already talked with Jackie at the
office and scheduled a time for an inspection, I just wanted you to know about my funny story.
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