On Wednesday after the weekend, the renovation of the wedding home I'd taken on for Olivia, a minor celebrity, was nearly complete when she suddenly contacted me.
She said she'd had a new idea for the backyard design.
Previously, at her request, we'd transformed the modest backyard into a Japanese-style garden, which was almost finished—now she wanted to change it again.
I was already on the verge of a headache.
Upholding the principle of customer first, I patiently explained, "Miss Deng, the original design plan was approved by you, and construction is nearly complete. If we revise it now, the original budget will…"
"What? Are you afraid we can't afford it?"
Before I could finish, Olivia screeched at me over the phone, as if worried I'd think she was poor.
Hearing that, I relaxed—m
