Who do you think you are?

It’s Saturday… I just came back from playing basketball. This is the only exercise I get during the week. (Someting tells me you really don’t care about that so I’ll proceed with the story)
I think I was showering when my phone rang. Twice. When I was finished I checked the phone and saw a strange number.
Who could it be? Family or friend calling from a new number? New client?

I return the call…

Hello
>> Yes, we got your number from friend B. We’d like to see you about some work we need done.
OK, where are you located? I’m heading out in a few minutes maybe I can stop in.

Location received.  Plugged into the GPS (Guyanese Positioning System)

I arrive… enter the building… directed to the back.
I’m greeted at the back by a loud gentleman (gentleman being used loosely)

>> Is whey you went boy?! Why you don’t answer yuh phone?
I’m puzzled? I respond. I was unavailable. I didn’t have my phone with me.
>> Is a cell phone, yuh could carry it with yuh wherever you going?

Not wanting to appear rude, I fight back the urge to bitch slap this guy.
Instead, I respond politely… “ummm I couldn’t take it where I was, but I did return your call when I got to my phone.
>> Dat is not an excuse, I take mine with me everywhere…
That’s great… I don’t take mine everywhere
>> I does carry mine even when I going in the toilet
Excellent.. That is good…

We move on to discuss the job at hand…  (small job no doubt)

As I leave, he says, “And remember to keep you cell phone with you all de time, even when you going in the toilet”

I replay the conversation in my head as I drive to my next destination.
If this guy thinks he can talk to me like this now, what will happen at our 6th meeting?
This shit will most likely escalate… hmmmm

Needless to say, I never contacted them again.
This kind of behaviour raises the question: Who the hell do you think you are?
What is it that make you think you can speak to me like that? Because you are paying me a pittance for my hours of hard labour?

I refer you to a previous post here, that speaks about the lengths that small businesses like mine go to, to satisfy our clients needs.
Don’t take this for granted my friends. We don’t ask for special treatment, just basic respect.