This was the crux of a conversation I had this morning. Gentleman wanted to pay me £100 instead of my already low fee of £140. And guess where this vast and distant town this gentleman was travelling from? Bromley in Kent.

For those not familiar with the geography of South London; if you take the express train from Bromley South, it’s 17 minutes to Victoria, the slow train takes a grand total of, wait for it….26mins.

And to rub salt into my already festering wound, it wasn’t as if there was any hardship on his part. No “I’ve just lost my job”, no “things are hard and I just wanted to cheer myself up”. Indeed, we were just discussing  what time would suit the gentleman most as he had to be at work for 4pm. No, after I politely declined making an appointment with him he said, but I do have the full £140, can I still see you?!!

So, no hardship, he was just cheap. How he expected me to provide a full and stellar service after that carry on I’m not sure. You never quite look at someone who thinks you’re cheaper than your price tag, in quite the same light again.

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