I have this old man that seemingly comes to my house every two months or so. I was in my garage getting my Christmas lights ready to mount on my walls. So he comes over and asks, "le corto las boochis"=do you want me to trim your bushes. I tell him that I just did it on the weekend and if it doesn't look like it to him. He tells me that they still needed a little more work. Dumb S, the bushes were trimmed very well, thank you, I thought. I told him no and he took back his card. He always comes after I trim the "boochis". I guess he wants a cushy job, one that is already done.