Lost in translation - Southern to Yankee!

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Being up in age we look to hire people when necessary for some of the jobs that are not good for my husband or I to handle. We have no problem mowing - I love to mow. Weed eating is my husband's downfall. Since we have a large property some of the things I think need tending to he tends to ignore. He has finally manged to kill off most of the cat tails around the pond. They took over and they needed to be gone. But now we have ugly remains and lots of tall, dead weeds around the pond. We can't get close enough with the mower due to rocks, big rocks that would mess up the mower blades. So weed eating is the answer, but my husband doing it isn't the answer. I put an add in three local Facebook groups looking for someone to do weed eating. A guy named "Sam" replied right away. He lives in our little town, so I thought this should be a piece of cake. We decided that he would come here today - sometime around 3 of 4 to talk with my husband about the job/costs, etc. A few hours ago I thought I should contact him to make sure he is coming. Here is how it went: Me: Are we still on for sometime this afternoon around 3-4? Him: I sold it at 12 pm last night. Me: What? Him: Oh, am in Chattanooga with my ma-maw. She wanted flowers for a grave but she broke her arm. I had to bring her down here. Me: So will you be here later or not? Him: It depends on if I get back. Me: (Scratching head and thinking/wishing it's a bad dream) Me: I'll tell you what, you do what you need to do and I'll find someone else Him: k It is almost impossible to find someone will to do any work. I was given the name and number of a younger guy who has his own business, yard work business. Let's see if he calls back and if he does will he have an excuse too? I may have to learn how to use that manly weed eater or set those weeds on fire! Photo is mine. Obviously this was taken last summer!