I had just moved into a house and there were plumbing issues, at 2:30PM on a Monday I made an appointment with Danny the Plumber himself for the following day at 8:30AM. He asked for directions and seemed like a good guy, lived here all his life.
While spent financially and emotionally from the move, comfort was taken that the issue would be at least diagnosed the following day. Until 9:30AM I tried the phone number listed on this site, same as the day before.... I've never had an experience close to that.
In summation, if Danny has passed on, ignore all of this and I send my warmest regards to all who enjoyed his company, but the fact that I don't know --- 0 stars --- because of the great telephone conversation we shared on the lovely topic of human waste, getting yelled at by my wife within 48 hours of carrying her across the threshold into our first home --- I plainly wasn't procrastinating, we were even given our first fight by this mysterious plumber. She has also never experienced a professional business transaction that was disrupted in this fashion, how can a plumber make money if he never makes appointments or returns calls.
Can't stress enough the apologies if something awful happened in between, but nothing made the papers, so this is how the incident of the mysterious plumber ends, justifying my 1 star by telling the public my story to get some peace in bed. If I procrastinated on finding a plumber, hun, why would I take so much time to write an explicitly detailed play-by-play of this event? The truth doesn't make a noise.
