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Well, I got cussed out, and run off…
On a little job, in a small town near me.
I’d driven around, looking for an ideal base site. Picked one, in the right of way, near a rich man’s house.
I knocked on his door. No answer. Went back, and knocked again. No answer.
It was hot, and I was wasting time. So, I set up. I’d gotten a couple shots, and he came home. Cussing. Screaming. I “yes sir’d” him. Agreed to move on. He demanded to know “where’d I get permission “. “Nobody. Just an ideal base site.”. And it was hot. Time was wasting. He offered me water. No thanks. We bring that.
I picked it all up. Drove 1/4 mile down the road. Knocked on a door. Got full permission from a farmer. Turned out to be a fine fellow. We visited for an hr. I got a lot of work done from the second base site.
I wound up with a friend.
Getting moved can be better than staying.
Yes sir is often better than fussing. Comes out better in the long run.
Nate
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