This is as close to truffle hunting as I'm going to get for a long time. We found this gorgeous 'shroom in our dog garden. From the top it looked hideous so I picked it. I flipped it over and immediately felt sad for picking it.
There's a saying when you tell a Swiss person you're not Swiss: "We can't all be perfect."
I've had a deluge of home contractors here since being back. From fixing broken water softeners, water heaters, water tank leaks and the house alarm, to installing a floor in the attic, clearing 2-years of landscape overgrowth and installing new underground RJ45 for a faster Internet connection. None of the jobs were done correctly the first time. None of them were done properly the second or third time. And none of this is stressing me out like it once did. I just keep calling them back until the job is done properly.
They're not Swiss.
We bought a Nissan Xterra for my "dog car." Two times now I've brought it back for extra accessory installation. Two times now they've failed to order the proper parts. The lady service manager heart-fully apologized. I mean she was seriously sorry that I have to go back yet a third time for a simple part installation. And yes, it is more than a pain to drive down the big mountain for me but I shrugged and told her, "That's O.K. These things happen."
I smiled to myself and under my breath I added, "You're not Swiss."
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