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I and my company perform in-home ultra-custom one-of-a-kind installations. So, no 2 homes,nor customers are near being the same. But some out there are SOOOOO far out there, it scares my crews (let alone myself). Just how close will they creep up behind you, while working w/ extremely sharp tools? Well, I turned quickly, and COULD have gutted the wife (survival:0) Husband repeats, 5 min. later, after my warnings not to be under our feet. The stupid bastard will get released WAY after the job is done, no real serious internal damage....but..stitches.So, in comes the son w/ his wife. No better... I turn to move&run head-on smack into them, hands loaded!! Will they move?? Hells no!! Here I am holding approx. 180 lbs., laterally, attempting to get it in a vertical position for transport, and nobody will MOVE. Shit. Why do I bother to do this journal?? nobody reads it, so I suppose it serves as a vent for me, when I find time to write(to nobody who cares) At times, I am sorry to be a loner. Most times, it is best, while watching the crap other folks choose to endure together and share openly. This, as I'm told "Well, you need to get out more, and meet a nice girl!" Sorry, I did that professionally for 12 years(musician), and do NOT go to bars, unless for the closest work lunch. Life&love made me a true cynic. I will stay there, go fishing, crab, turn my cell on only when it suits me. I love&hate my life.....