Got a call from a lady who had "items" to sell, which were in an old home that literally had the walls caving in the the floor rotting. Turns out that she wanted this old abandoned country homestead cleaned up. Much of the obvious scrap and items of value had already been plundered, but after a long phone conversation and two on-site visits, I made a deal with her and her older son on a cash value for items in the house and surrounding yard. Cash for what was laying around, and any other items I could salvage from the house would be my pay for cleaning up the area.

Wife and I loaded loaded up the truck and were about ready to close it up for the day, and here comes her husband across the field with his shotgun. Furious. Wanted his stuff back. Much of it we had dug out from under debris.



Wow. Didn't need or want the stuff that bad. I have other work I can do on Monday. We returned the prized items back into the collapsing house, got our money back and headed off to our next pick up. Gotta love this job.