Mom's best friend

Sooo....my two year old roof sprung a small leak in the last couple of weeks. If ever a leak was going to show up, this would have been the time, considering the monsoons we’ve had lately.

I mentioned the leak to M, my next door neighbor. She is the one who contracted with the roofers. One thing about M is that she knows everyone in the building trades in the area. Her husband was a contractor. M said she’d give me the phone number of the roofing people and I should call. That was a couple of days ago.

Early this afternoon a fellow knocked on my door...the owner of the roofing company who did our roof. He looked things over in the attic and said he’d come back tomorrow to crawl around on the roof. He’ll fix whatever it is. His dime.

As he was leaving, he mentioned that M had called his mother. The two of them are best friends. He told me, “I figured I’d better get over here right away.”

After I closed the door behind him, I burst out laughing. Here’s a fellow who knows that you don’t mess with Mom’s best friend.