That job on Elm Street back in '09 still sticks with me
I was working on a retaining wall out in Elm Street, middle of August, just sweating buckets. The homeowner insisted on using this old reclaimed brick that was all different sizes, none of them true. I spent three days fighting with them, trying to keep the courses level, and finally just told the guy I'd have to charge double if he wanted it straight. It taught me to never take a job without seeing the material first. Anybody else had a client bring in a pile of junk brick and expect a perfect wall?