Mrs Walles and I noticed the other day that something structurally unsound is going on with our back deck, so we emailed our landlord. We heard back that she is arranging to have it rectified (possibly replaced) by some Amish, which is very exciting. Only in Pennsylvania.
I hope that there will be fiddles and lemonade and Harrison Ford skulking in the background...though I suspect it will be actually be some Amish men Just Getting The Job Done. And they probably wouldn't appreciate it if we charged tourists money to stand in our yard and watch them work.
I've seen Amish working before, actually, roofing a house down the road. They don't have to pay tax, and they have an outstanding reputation, so naturally the non-Amish contractors hate them because they undercut them and take all their work.
But that's nothing to do with me, I'm just wide-eyed outsider, who thinks it's neat to be connected in any way with these interesting people. Let's face it, I'm not likely to have much contact with them otherwise. They probably view a person like me (a computer programmer and technology writer) as some kind of antichrist. I don't think they go in for popish rituals like exorcism, but I'd rather not find out the hard way.
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