Pompous sounding professional guy 65yrs...more or less arranged the booking himself as he interrupted each time I tried to speak. He got tutty and impatient if I explained anything. He even told me what time he'd confirm, it was all his rules. I think he's very experienced with SW and used to barking orders.
I said yes as sometimes a slightly unsuitable spare cock is sometimes worth a punt if I happen to be around. The he texts'...'stockings please', I dislike like this 'pizza ordering' vibe, especially via text. My deep guts realised I'd probably get quite angry with him and kick him out in 5 seconds, so I texted my cancellation.
He rung and apologised then did the same interrupting. I said 'you keep interrupting do you realise that?'. 'No' and I told him to find someone else. Then he texted he wasn't interrupting but was only answering my questions....'Apologies I had no idea I came across like that'
Through the next day he sent multiple hopefull texts that he was still available..would it be ok? Then tried for the day after too. I ignored.
Finally he sent this loveletter-
I trust you had a great day. You missed out on £400 pay out, if we had a 90 minute appointment. I am glad you are able to take a financial hit like that. All the best Simon.
(The price is about right so he's not being weird in that respect.)
First it was the stick, then it was the mouldy carrot. Gut's always right.
