Today's nasty car!

I get a house a week looking like that. "Maam, you need to tell me where the phone jack is so I can tell you to clear a path for me to it before I come back, here is my boss' telephone number...reschedule with him....bu bye", and I walk out. No amount of pleading or swearing is gonna make me change my mind. Been doing this too long to get blamed for breaking a "priceless antique" by stepping over mounds of GARBAGE.