Nate

Nate did not hesitate at the prospect of the backed-up septic tank lying directly under the camper. He just walked back to his truck and pulled out a copper probing rod and started probing at the sandy Michigan ground.

After only a few minutes, he had guessed the location and dimensions of the tank. He then walked over to a spot near the camper steps and pointed at the ground.

That's where the lid is.

He had clearly done this many times.

Whereas the camper had daunted us, and whereas we had (with great personal pride) found the lid to what turned out to be (to our amazement and shame) the dry well after only an hour of tentative probing and digging, after five minutes Nate was throwing up a mound of yellow sand and pulling the lid off the top of the tank.

We had dreaded the task. For him, it seemed a walk in the park. In no time at all, he had found the tank, identified the problem, pumped the tank out, and put the lid back on.

How much to we owe you? we asked with dread.

$85.00.

We looked at each other in disbelief. My cousin whispered to me Do you think he will settle for $285.00!?

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Nate son of Rick of Rick's Septic Tank Service, Gowen MI

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