03 April 2006

Bandwagon Bloopers

Standing innocently in line at the car rental. A burly, balding man storms through the backdoor. I impatiently wait patiently and wave to the Mr Ronald McDonald - like trainee who recognized me from the day before.

Burly man : Where's his paperwork.

He violently shuffles through a number of contracts, scattering papers about the counter like a mad professor.

Juan, who was helping me, turned toward the burly man who was now heaving with emotions.

Juan : What are you looking for?

The burly man mutters something under his breath.

Juan : Oh, that guy . . . wait, did someone give away your car?

Ronald McDonald was stunned, eyes wide open. You could tell he was praying for his co-worker, whichever one it was who had mistakenly ... very mistakenly, rented out the boss's car. You could also tell he wanted to slip in a quick comment about how he was not the one who did it. He refrained.

Juan : ... really? aw, shoot!

Juan covered his mouth, quickly and haphazardly, but only after letting out a small stifle.

Burly man : Did he just leave?

Juan : ... naw, he's been gone for a WHILE now. ... It's an outta town rental too... aw, shoot.

Again, Juan covered his mouth, quickly and haphazardly, but only after letting out a small stifle.

The burly man storms back out the same service door.

Burly man : Insert many expletives here, as though someone just gave your car away to a stranger with all your personal belongings in it.

Juan : He shou'n't have parked it in the Ready-Line I guess, cuz we give those away.

Comments:
This blog is endless entertainment
 
Post a Comment



<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?