Mason knew that putting his sign up on the lamp post would certainly drum up business, and hopefully would steal some away from that scumbag Walter, who also owned a pest control company.
His grandfather told him “find something you can do for people, put up a sign and charge them 50 bucks,” and Anthony refused to have his entrepreneurial dreams derailed by his limited skill set.
And that was the day that Mingo Roach, Master Plumber, closed up shop, and hoped that those damn fools would drown in their own excrement.
Yes, I’m calling about the sign; how many different types of plumbing are there?
Yes, I’m calling about the sign; is that $50 per roach?
Jimmy thought putting his sign below the professional looking one would get him more calls, but he was wrong, he still had to break into people’s houses the old fashioned way.
As the economic downturn hit the small town, the phone book was no longer published, then the newspaper went out of business and homemade signs showed up on every telephone pole and building side.
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