monkeyswrench
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A couple weeks ago I was at the river pad. Wife, boys and I went cruising through Havasu. Really don't look around much there. We kind of wanted to see what was new and such. We drove around, looking at neighborhoods and what homes were where. We're not looking to move permanent residence, but will probably upgrade riverpads at some point. It has also been near 15 years since my wife and I actually drove around LHC without a destination.
(Damn, the place has grown!)
Back to our travels. We saw a sign for model homes and "open house". If nothing else, I figured it would give me an idea of the modern floorplans and toy garage layouts. We went in, and made ourselves known to the salesman...the gentleman was possibly late 40s to early 50s...and didn't so much as look up from his phone for but a few seconds. He basically said feel free to look around. No other information given, nothing about what lots were still available, really no interest in speaking to me or my wife at all.
Now, I will admit I was in typical river clothes for me...shorts, T-shirt and my work boots. I guess that doesn't scream high-roller, nor is it fashionable. I just find it a bit odd. The river is quite a bit like people in the world of old cars: You really can't judge a book by it's cover. The guys with money, and without, all really look the same. Be courteous to everyone, until they give you reason not to...at least that's what I was taught.
(Damn, the place has grown!)
Back to our travels. We saw a sign for model homes and "open house". If nothing else, I figured it would give me an idea of the modern floorplans and toy garage layouts. We went in, and made ourselves known to the salesman...the gentleman was possibly late 40s to early 50s...and didn't so much as look up from his phone for but a few seconds. He basically said feel free to look around. No other information given, nothing about what lots were still available, really no interest in speaking to me or my wife at all.
Now, I will admit I was in typical river clothes for me...shorts, T-shirt and my work boots. I guess that doesn't scream high-roller, nor is it fashionable. I just find it a bit odd. The river is quite a bit like people in the world of old cars: You really can't judge a book by it's cover. The guys with money, and without, all really look the same. Be courteous to everyone, until they give you reason not to...at least that's what I was taught.