It's my natural tendency to be friendly to "tradesmen" or anybody that finds themselves in the vicinity of my bloody awful desolate house. But these people always think "I'm coming on to them" I mean the latest one is a tiny wrinkled chappy of about 5 feet. This has always happened to me. My friend says "well, you shouldn't be so sexy" but honest lyrics I'm not. It's a bloody insult! Who do these guys think they are?? (Wouldn't much nd so much if they were fishy and good husband material)