A guy up te road called me up one day , asked to get a bid on some Black Oaks ( dead wood ) gave him a price and then he said, " whats that work out to the hour"?. Well, it was my usuall rate for about fourty to fifty and hour. He looked at me and said, " you know thats to much money, I never made that kind of wage even as an accountant". I wanted to tell him that he must have been a crappy accountant , but I kept my mouth shut and said " get some other bids" and I left. It was only about an hour or two worth of work.
The next week driving home I see this guy in the bucket of a front loader trackor, at about twelve feet in the air, stretched out with a makeshift polesaw trying to cut off the dead limbs. Found out he bribed my neighbor for the tractor to do it to . So cost to him was just his time and risk wobbling around in the bucket.
Sheesh ! this guy had money , but was to cheap to pay me and few bucks to do the job and do it right.
You know what erked me the most , was the fact he felt he was educated and felt he should have made more per hour then me, an arborist. What he didnt know , was that our job (education )never ends.
Greg