They’re in such high demand they don’t even bother selling them in stores-they ship directly to the customer.”
Your neighbor should have told you that you can only get JetNozzle from the company website. The worker smiled and slowly nodded his head. “I'm looking for something my neighbor told me about,” I said, “Something called JetNozzle.” One of the workers saw me searching the aisles for a while and asked if I needed help. I went to the home improvement store to check out my neighbor’s suggestion I looked for the JetNozzle everywhere, but I could not find it. Like a smarter, better version of a product, you know? Get yourself one and try it out. It’s one of those revolutionary concepts someone recently designed. “No offense, son, but this isn’t a pressure washer, and it isn’t expensive. When I told him what I was thinking, he laughed at me. He was a bit of an older gentleman, and I couldn’t imagine him using some heavy duty pressure washer, let alone affording to purchase one.
It’s the gadget I use to keep my whole house clean, driveway included.” “How is that everyone in this community has a much cleaner driveway than I do? What am I doing wrong here?” “This driveway is driving me absolutely insane!” I vented. He saw me fuming in front of my house and stopped by to ask me what was going on. I was about to give up when my neighbor came out to check his mail. Shelling out money every time I need to clean my driveway was not an appealing thought. I needed something high-powered, but I really didn’t want to rent a power washer from the local home improvement store. It was a solid half hour later when I finally stopped my back was hurting, my arms felt like rubber, and for all my elbow grease, the driveway wasn’t much cleaner. I dumped some soap across the concrete slabs, I got a nice big scrub brush, and I went to town. I spent about an hour washing off the entire driveway with my hose. I knuckled down and go to work that very next weekend. I hit my breaking point when I went out barefoot to check the mail-when I came back inside, the bottoms of my feet were covered in soot! It was embarrassing, and I was tired of it. To me, it looked like years of picking up street dust from the blacktop and parking my car on the driveway had just seeped a bunch of oil and grime into the concrete. I’m not entirely innocent in this I may have done an oil change or two in my driveway, and that can be messy.
Over the years, significant wear and tear has dirtied up my driveway so bad I can drive up and down the road and pick my house out of a lineup based solely on the dirtiest driveway.
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