Scott’s post about salespeople and subsequent inside joke reminded me of a salesman I hadn’t thought about in years, along with a humorous story.
One day about ten years ago, he came running into my office because the pressroom wasn’t going to be able to get one of his jobs printed in time, and he wanted to know if he could use the art department’s laser printer to print the job. I said OK and we ended up printing about 500 copies of whatever it was he wanted.
The next day, he appeared in a panic because he needed a proof for a client RIGHT NOW. When the proof came out, it looked like shit, because the printer was running out of toner. “Why does it look like that!?” he asked. “Maybe because you made me print out 500 pages on this printer yesterday,” I answered.
At that moment, it was as though the sad trombone went off inside his head, and he left my office, embarrassed and defeated.
I’m trying to get back into riding my bike, mainly for exercise benefits, but also so I can get one of those kick-ass toddler trailers like Lefan has and pull William around. However, the seat that came with my bike is fairly excruciating.
Can you guys recommend an easily-available, reasonably-priced, more comfortable seat for an approx. 200-pound, 6-foot tall guy, to be used over mainly flat, paved surfaces for distances of 2-5 miles?
So, I had in-laws staying in my house for the last nine days. My father-in-law is not big on the consumption of alcohol, so several times during the week, I would take a big swig from a 12oz. can of Diet Coke or Dr. Pepper. Then, when no one was looking, I would fill the void with bourbon and enjoy a nice adult beverage, while simultaneously keeping my drinking on the down-low.
Teach William how to operate a combination lock before he gets to middle school.
I was opening the shed yesterday afternoon when I suddenly remembered the first day of sixth grade when we tried to open our lockers for the first time. The eighth graders were all walking by taunting us mercilessly as we struggled to get them open.