My client showed up and said he smelled gas outside the front door. i stepped out and sure enough, it smelled like gas.
it was the dryer, it turns out – it’s been failing a little more every time i try to dry clothes, and now it was just belching gas out into the air.’
luckily nobody struck a match.
but HOW LUCKY AM I, with this influx of THREE MILLION FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND US DOLLARS, because now we can buy a super-duper top of the line dryer. something REALLY fancy.
ok then,
mrs. happy for a change hughes.