Another wave of thawing and bursting swept over the city today. I received a number of calls, nearly all of which I referred to a plumber friend. I just spoke with him at about 10pm. He was on his way to his last call of the day. He made over $1,000 today. I made about $225, but I only worked nine hours and got home around 7:30pm. I had some friends in trouble and some promises to keep — the kinds of stuff that don’t pay much money.
At the supply house today I learned that one plumbing company was booked three days out and had turned down forty calls. My customers were lucky that they know me. All of my callers were served.
I even missed a chance to be in the newspaper. A reporter whom I know called to ask if he could do a story with pictures about plumbers and frozen pipes, but I had to decline since I was spending the day doing mundane stuff. My fifteen minutes of fame — down the toilet. Story of my life.
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