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Sunday, December 27, 2015

Story 92: Used car shopping nightmares


     

    My co-worker G. is a good guy.  Formerly a Phys. Ed. teacher, and currently one of our coaches.  We used to call him “Blockhead” among other names, because of his stubbornness. He also has a long history of doing unusual things.  For example, he once went to a Infinity dealership when he thought he was off from from teaching, and later turned things around to make our chairman feel guilty about harassing him for not being in the school.


  Another time, he told some students, “Don’t worry about your regents exam, if you need six hours, take six hours. “ (The test is only three hours) and three hours later the girl was visibly upset because he basically gave her wrong information, and had to finish her test early.

     G. has gotten into fights with coaches, teachers, and even the custodian.  When the custodian was upset about someone leaving the water on in our office bathroom, G. said, “Close the bathroom door, and do your fucking job.”  

G. pantomimed the act again and repeated this mantra "Close the door, and do  your fucking job."  After that, we couldn’t get toilet paper in our bathroom for a month.

He is also famous for quotes like “It’s about blood flow not cash flow.”, “Get your ducks in a row,” and that he could teach anywhere even a closet.  I of course suggested he come out it.





Prank 4: “The used car:” Before G. got his prius he had an Infinity which he talked about all the time, a perfect name for his car.  One day  however, he decided he wanted to sell it.  Our supervisor Paulie had a good prank in mind.

G. advertised the car in the local paper.  The phone rang for him at school and a strongly accented Indian man began to bargain with him about the Infinity.





“How much are you asking for the car?” The thickly accented man asked.

G. gave a figure of about ten thousand dollars.

The man starting saying bad things about G.'s opinions about the car to the effect, "No, no, no it is only worth five thousand dollar."

G. noticed that people in the office were laughing, and realized the joke was on him. Paulie came out of the side office and we all joined along.

“What’s the matter G.,your not down with brown?” someone asked.

“No that’s not it.,” he replied with a smile, “When it comes to selling my favorite color is green.”

Life Lesson 92: Having people poke fun at us is sometimes better than not being thought about at all, and that laughter is good medicine, and often a lot cheaper than a used car.

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