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HA! Karmic justice! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Remember a couple weeks ago I posted this?
I did her dogs yesterday. I had already decided not to schmooze at all, but simply be polite and efficient. I knocked on the door, she opened it, and I could tell immediately that she didn't recognize me as the same person who was there last time! She introduced me to all of her dogs, explaining their little idiosyncracies and what she wanted done with each one. The whole time I was nodding attentively, making no mention of my last trip.
I got done with the last dog and brought him back. She exclaimed about how cute they all were and then said this: "I like you much better than the last lady they sent out here. She did a good job but there was just something...oily...about her." My friends, I tried - I really tried hard - to keep the big sh*teating grin in my head and off my lips. It didnt work. I just looked at her and smiled big. Then I saw her lightbulb go on. An expression of dawning realization and recognition crept across her face. "Oh, God! OH MY GOD!", she cried. "That was you, wasn't it???" and with that she buried her face in her hands. A silly grin plasted across my face, I said, "Have a Happy New Year! I'll see you next time!" and left.
I just have to say it - MAN, OH MAN, DID THAT FEEL GOOOOD! However, wouldn't be a bit surprised if she found a different groomer. I think she will be too embarassed to look me in the face ever again. So....wash your own damn dogs, ya loony! I'd probably just get em all oily anyway....
I did her dogs yesterday. I had already decided not to schmooze at all, but simply be polite and efficient. I knocked on the door, she opened it, and I could tell immediately that she didn't recognize me as the same person who was there last time! She introduced me to all of her dogs, explaining their little idiosyncracies and what she wanted done with each one. The whole time I was nodding attentively, making no mention of my last trip.
I got done with the last dog and brought him back. She exclaimed about how cute they all were and then said this: "I like you much better than the last lady they sent out here. She did a good job but there was just something...oily...about her." My friends, I tried - I really tried hard - to keep the big sh*teating grin in my head and off my lips. It didnt work. I just looked at her and smiled big. Then I saw her lightbulb go on. An expression of dawning realization and recognition crept across her face. "Oh, God! OH MY GOD!", she cried. "That was you, wasn't it???" and with that she buried her face in her hands. A silly grin plasted across my face, I said, "Have a Happy New Year! I'll see you next time!" and left.
I just have to say it - MAN, OH MAN, DID THAT FEEL GOOOOD! However, wouldn't be a bit surprised if she found a different groomer. I think she will be too embarassed to look me in the face ever again. So....wash your own damn dogs, ya loony! I'd probably just get em all oily anyway....
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