‘Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the house – The carpet was dirty, and so was the couch.
A throw rug was placed by the chimney with care, in hopes it would cover the burn marks there. The children were cleaning toys from under their beds, while millions of dust mites dropped on their head.
So Dad clipped a coupon and hoped it was true, then he called to get carpet cleaned for $9.95 per room. Then out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear but two carpet cleaners in a van finishing their beer.
As the driver stumbled out of the van, he gave his cigarette a flick and started swearing under his breath, “lets make this quick”. They walked to the porch and knocked on the door – No way I was letting these guys in to do my floor!”
So we stayed real quiet until they were gone – all that was left was the beer cans tossed on our lawn. So I grabbed my lap-top and “carpet cleaning” I Googled – forget about coupons, it doesn’t pay to be too frugal.
And then in a twinkling I picked up the phone and called Cornerstone Chem-Dry to get the job done. No sooner had I hung up and was turning around, he pulled in my driveway, he came with a bound.
He was dressed in a uniform, clean cut and neat, and his clothes were all pressed with booties on his feet. A neat bundle of hoses he had flung on his back. He looked like a professional ready to unpack.
He was friendly and smart, and one by one, made sure I was happy with each room he had done. He used guards to make sure he didn’t scratch up my walls or my bed and as he dried my carpet I knew I had nothing to dread.
He worked real fast and when the carpet was dry as powder. I asked him to clean the tile in our shower.
The house was now clean and allergen free mostly so the only thing left was for him to clean the upholstery. When he finished his work, the house smelled so clean, everything sparkled like the lights on our tree.
He packed up his van, ere he drove away, He said to our neighbors, “There’s still time left, so call us today!”
