patooyee
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My old UPS guy was cool. Nice dude in his 50's with white hair, minded his own business, just dropped **** off and left. Sometimes he would say something nice but when he didn't it didn't matter.
Now I have a new guy who sucks. He's one of those guys who always has, or knows someone who has, a better version of whatever you have and acts like you should care. He's a tall skinny prick and the first day he delivered something to me he goes on this diatribe about how the his buddy's BBQ joint in the next town over is probably a lot better than mine even though he has never eaten here. "He smokes his meat every night all night long, pays really close attention to temperature, uses only the finest hickory," blah blah blah. Like I care. Doesn't he know that starting a conversation with a stranger about how they probably suck compared to you or anyone you know isn't going to elicit a very fond friendship???
Now he has started actually mulling around until I open my packages in front of him so that he can see what's inside. I got a fitting from Summit today and he's just sitting in front of the door to my office BSing, delaying until I open it. So I finally do and he goes, "What, are you building something?" I know the story about his buddy who has a rock buggy 20 times as bad ass as mine is forthcoming so I try to excuse him by just saying, "Yeah, I'm always building something or another."
"Oh yeah? What's that for?"
Sigh ... "A rock buggy."
"OH! Do you know Nathan Swagger (or whatever the name is he mentioned, like I gave a ****) he's over there in west Pensacola. He's mainly a mud guy but he built a rock buggy a while back. It was crazy. You should have seen the articulation. And it had those military axles, you know, the ones with the brakes? I forgot what he called them."
"Rockwells?"
"YEAH! In fact, he's got lots of those axles just laying around in his yard! He has tons of innovative ideas built into it, too. You should go see it sometime. You could probably learn a lot from it. Its all made out of pipe, he did all the fabrication himself, welding, cutting and everything!"
The BS spewed for another couple minutes but I'll spare you.
I used to enjoy when the brown truck arrived. Now I run and hide. Isn't that sad? Its like being a little kid and finding out that Santa Clause at the mall is actually a pedophiliac AA dropout who smokes 7 packs a day and is just working to save up a few bucks for his next hit of meth.
J. J.
Now I have a new guy who sucks. He's one of those guys who always has, or knows someone who has, a better version of whatever you have and acts like you should care. He's a tall skinny prick and the first day he delivered something to me he goes on this diatribe about how the his buddy's BBQ joint in the next town over is probably a lot better than mine even though he has never eaten here. "He smokes his meat every night all night long, pays really close attention to temperature, uses only the finest hickory," blah blah blah. Like I care. Doesn't he know that starting a conversation with a stranger about how they probably suck compared to you or anyone you know isn't going to elicit a very fond friendship???
Now he has started actually mulling around until I open my packages in front of him so that he can see what's inside. I got a fitting from Summit today and he's just sitting in front of the door to my office BSing, delaying until I open it. So I finally do and he goes, "What, are you building something?" I know the story about his buddy who has a rock buggy 20 times as bad ass as mine is forthcoming so I try to excuse him by just saying, "Yeah, I'm always building something or another."
"Oh yeah? What's that for?"
Sigh ... "A rock buggy."
"OH! Do you know Nathan Swagger (or whatever the name is he mentioned, like I gave a ****) he's over there in west Pensacola. He's mainly a mud guy but he built a rock buggy a while back. It was crazy. You should have seen the articulation. And it had those military axles, you know, the ones with the brakes? I forgot what he called them."
"Rockwells?"
"YEAH! In fact, he's got lots of those axles just laying around in his yard! He has tons of innovative ideas built into it, too. You should go see it sometime. You could probably learn a lot from it. Its all made out of pipe, he did all the fabrication himself, welding, cutting and everything!"
The BS spewed for another couple minutes but I'll spare you.
I used to enjoy when the brown truck arrived. Now I run and hide. Isn't that sad? Its like being a little kid and finding out that Santa Clause at the mall is actually a pedophiliac AA dropout who smokes 7 packs a day and is just working to save up a few bucks for his next hit of meth.
J. J.
