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wroughtn_harv
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Here's one of my favorite gates of all time. Not because it's so pretty or ornate or anything like that. It is just because it's so appropriate.
He's a Dallas cop. She's a Dallas second grade school teacher. They'd bought ten acres and a home in the country. I was recommended to do the fence.
He was scared to death that country folks were gonna stick it to him cause he was a total novice city slicker. Everything had to be explained twice and then he'd check on things and always seemed to be surprised when it was done just like I said it would.
He'd paid for a straight gate but he'd continually hammered me for something unique. So in a weak moment I'd volunteered that I would do something.
He was like a wife or a kid where a maybe is a promise if you know what I mean.
I put a drill stem and cable fence around his ten acres. I was almost done and hadn't come up with anything yet. And every time we talked he was pumping me for what his gate was gonna look like.
Then on a Monday I showed up at the job and he'd done a dog run for his rotteweilers. As I checked it out with all the empty sacks from sacrete here and there and the slab uneven and not sloped for drainage I just shook my head, rookies.
Then I noticed a little scribbling over in one corner like kids do if they find fresh concrete and no mean adults around. It said "Marlon loves Maria".
I instantly knew what the gate was gonna look like.
I played the hard [censored] and kept mumbling about how I'd come up with something on the gate even after I had it made and painted. Then after the fence was all done I delivered it early on a Saturday morning. As I was unloading it off the trailer he came out in his robe and slippers. He had a grin you couldn't remove with a jackhammer.
"Maria says you did good" was all he said and then walked back inside.
That was worth more than the bucks.
He's a Dallas cop. She's a Dallas second grade school teacher. They'd bought ten acres and a home in the country. I was recommended to do the fence.
He was scared to death that country folks were gonna stick it to him cause he was a total novice city slicker. Everything had to be explained twice and then he'd check on things and always seemed to be surprised when it was done just like I said it would.
He'd paid for a straight gate but he'd continually hammered me for something unique. So in a weak moment I'd volunteered that I would do something.
He was like a wife or a kid where a maybe is a promise if you know what I mean.
I put a drill stem and cable fence around his ten acres. I was almost done and hadn't come up with anything yet. And every time we talked he was pumping me for what his gate was gonna look like.
Then on a Monday I showed up at the job and he'd done a dog run for his rotteweilers. As I checked it out with all the empty sacks from sacrete here and there and the slab uneven and not sloped for drainage I just shook my head, rookies.
Then I noticed a little scribbling over in one corner like kids do if they find fresh concrete and no mean adults around. It said "Marlon loves Maria".
I instantly knew what the gate was gonna look like.
I played the hard [censored] and kept mumbling about how I'd come up with something on the gate even after I had it made and painted. Then after the fence was all done I delivered it early on a Saturday morning. As I was unloading it off the trailer he came out in his robe and slippers. He had a grin you couldn't remove with a jackhammer.
"Maria says you did good" was all he said and then walked back inside.
That was worth more than the bucks.