A fun pastime at any job is to tell stories about the past exploits of co-workers, especially those who have moved along. Like Steve, the Security gaurd who was found eating lunch in the private dining room of a law office on the top floor, or Cheryl, a favorite among contractors, who frequently had beer cans explode in her car and once had all her teeth removed and dentures installed.
Then there was "J" who filed bankruptcy at age 19, and who drove a beat up Camaro that never really made it. When the Camaro was in the shop, he drove his mother's huge lincoln. One winter morning he arrived at work, gangsta music thumping, shades down and something sticking through the windshield. That turned out to be the bare backside of a turkey.
On the way home the night before, he'd hit this turkey. The head and part of it penetrated the glass. Because it was cold, he left it in there so he wouldn't have a big hole in his window. The next morning, the 60 mile drive into work plucked the feathers out of the turkey's backside.
The turkey remained for three more days, until payday when the windshield and the camaro were both restored.
2 comments:
ok, so that's an odd story!
good thing it was winter or it would have really started stinking.
Is the story odd, or the character and events?
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