written by woman

I had just completed the very nasty job for cleaning the furnace for the Jones family. I knew that I would unable to sale anything on this call because the only person in to the house when I arrived was the grandmother. I hated it when my customers did that. I had hurried through my work so that I could get to my next call. Everything seemed to going normally except that ever time I looked up the grangmother was watching me. The grand mother was in her late sixties. In her day she could...

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