I have an estimate today and there is a Tractor Supply Co. on the way back to my house.  I figure I’d stop in and window shop.  Here I am staring at the cute chicks.  Smiling. Wanting their eggs.  Eat their legs, breasts or wings if they happened to be males (baby chickens, you weirdos).  I’m asked if I need help and said I was just killing time and checking out what you have, but thank you.  I’m glad I donned a work shirt before the estimate.  I didn’t need to since the estimate was for new construction.  But I guess this guy isn’t dumb and saw me wearing our swag and not actually working, asks if I was the owner.  Sure,  I mean, I know I’m a lawn rockstar ‘round here, but I’m not signing any autographs.  Turns out  he wanted an estimate.  Ok cool, what is the address, nah, if for the damn store that has 2.38 acres to cut and hedges and weeds to be sprayed.  Plus picking up all the trash.  Ugh. But ok, it’s in my area, I’ll bite.  He has a store in OP and I will not be putting in for that!  Not unless he pays double, gives me an employee discount and a dozen free hats.  Hopefully we can work out a deal on the 210 location.  Just thought that was odd/random. And kinda cool. Between you and I, the current people are doing a piss poor job.  I won’t talk bad about another company.  But I can see why he’s looking

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