JunieBJones (JBJ)
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The only other option is to have guests like the 2 guys who were here one night (did not know each other - just guests in 2 of my rooms) who when the sink was not draining and the plunger did not budge it, ended up having me get the tools (it was obvious DH could not do anything with his messed up hand (or it was right after his aneurysm and he was not functioning too well)) and the 2 of them took the plumbing apart, tried a snake to no avail, and ended up using an air thingamajig I had bought as a what the hell whim from the lets get rid of table - to blow whatever was the obstruction out of the way, get the drain draining again, and put it all back together. And they paid full rate in the morning!Sorry Gillumhouse, convince was a poor choice of words.
My husband and I have been together 20 years and i quickly I learned that we both have our own minds. Since that really is his only issue with it, I am trying to research whether it is feasible or not. Is it possible to have just the right size inn to make a profit, but not have him (or me!) be the sole source of middle of the night issues like plumbing?
I certainly don't want the B&B to fail, and the marriage failing is not an option either!
And once again I am showing my ignorance, but Muirford, what is a PO? You guys have a lingo all your own, or I have to get out more!.
Othe than that, as Bree said - you is it at whatever time of day or night. She missed the brat who somehow flips the button on the deadbolt so even a key will not open it so you have to crawl out the bathroom window and crawl in the bedroom window and unlock the door as you use every ounce of energy in your body to not haul off and give the squalling kid something to squall about! Or the calls at 2am asking to be put through to Frank's room - #1 there is no one in house #2 there is no switchboard and no phones in the guestrooms.
If he has to be convinced, fergitaboudit....
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I think I heard this story before. I had guests lock themselves out of their room one day and somehow they got the door knob all jammed up. I called DH at work to find out where out tiny flat head screwdriver is, I have seen him use this before to unjam and not destroy a door. He has no clue. I finally find one and race up. I give it a quick attempt then say "Here you wanna have a go?" to the man. He is bumbling around like he had never used a screwdriver! I finally say, "Wait! I think I can do it now!" and take it back before he destroys the place. Work at it til I get it to click.gillumhouse said:The only other option is to have guests like the 2 guys who were here one night (did not know each other - just guests in 2 of my rooms) who when the sink was not draining and the plunger did not budge it, ended up having me get the tools (it was obvious DH could not do anything with his messed up hand (or it was right after his aneurysm and he was not functioning too well)) and the 2 of them took the plumbing apart, tried a snake to no avail, and ended up using an air thingamajig I had bought as a what the hell whim from the lets get rid of table - to blow whatever was the obstruction out of the way, get the drain draining again, and put it all back together. And they paid full rate in the morning!
Othe than that, as Bree said - you is it at whatever time of day or night. She missed the brat who somehow flips the button on the deadbolt so even a key will not open it so you have to crawl out the bathroom window and crawl in the bedroom window and unlock the door as you use every ounce of energy in your body to not haul off and give the squalling kid something to squall about! Or the calls at 2am asking to be put through to Frank's room - #1 there is no one in house #2 there is no switchboard and no phones in the guestrooms.
If he has to be convinced, fergitaboudit....
NOT ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL.
I am not a helpless female, but in some instances they want to be "the big man" and solve the problem, so here have at it. Nawwww not this dude. Pansy. Oops, did I just type that? Anonymity at its best right here.
