This is not a horror story but, in hind sight, I found it rather funny, and something to add to a diary.
Dawn and I are in town one day and I get a phone call on my cell .. “I am at your gate and can’t get in and I want to see your horses!”
I say “I apologize, did we have an appointment..?” The reply is “NO, we did not have an appointment but I was in the area and by the way, it took us almost an hour to find your place in the first place, talking to local folks for directions and now we are here at your gate but it is closed and we would like to see your horses!”.
I then explain that we are not even home, hence the gate is closed and I am talking to him on a cell phone, while my wife and I are in town. I again apologized because if we had an appointment I would have made sure we would have been there and maybe there would be some better time.
He then hangs up, never to heard from again.
My neighbors, who helped him with directions, mention to me that he made it a point to stop them upon leaving to let them know that we are the worst business people ever and not accommodating at all.
I don’t think we have change our accommodating “persona” as a result of this experience, but I just found it as an interesting interface.
Tommy