A friend of mine lives in Eastern Montana. We talk on the phone on a fairly regular basis. While talking yesterday, he says to me: “Guess what?”
“What?” I asked.
“I have termites.”
“Termites? In Montana?”
“Yes.”
“That’s weird. What part of your house are they eating?”
“That’s the strange part. My basement is made of concrete block and
that’s where they are. They’re eating
the wood paneling down there. I’m
getting an exterminator to take care of them?
“How much will that cost?
“Seventeen-hundred dollars.”
“What?” I literally pulled the phone from my face and
stared at for a second, just like you see in movies. I pulled the phone back to my face. “So, do they spray gold at termites to kill
them? That’s a lot.”
My friend went on to explain
how they drill holes four feet down all around the house. He also told me the treatment was a month
out. “I guess it’s a bad year for
termites,” he added.
Given the cost of treatment to
rid a house of them, I am proposing there is no such thing as a good year for termites.
— Mitchell Hegman
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