Laughing at his expense

Remember the gardener?

He called again yesterday and said he would be over at 1:00 p.m. to work on the gardens.

Great.

At 11:00 a.m. he rang the front bell and said "I am a little bit early."

No problem.

He inspected the garden front and back for what needed to be trimmed and cleaned and then went back to his truck to get his equipment. Walking back through my house he carried a pair of hedge clippers. Pocket size. Whew! Good thing he didn't bring that through the house on the day it was going to rain ALL day. What a mess that might have made.

And now, the final fun-poking moment. In the 20 minutes he was here working at the house? It rained.