Get home and wait for garden maintenance guy to arrive.
He's due at 5:30.
It's quarter to 7. No bloke, no phone-call.
Don't you just hate that?
Just good manners alone would make me phone, never mind the idea that I might be able to make money out of it.
The urge to wait until 1am and then ring his mobile to ask where he is and when he's going to arrive is very , very strong.