A few years ago, I worked with a young man with a huge drinking problem. That probably would have been tolerated but he was marginal at best as a salesman. He did, however, put me down as hard as anyone in my life.
I bumped into him the other day and was reminded of that day.
I was getting some crap about my expanding waistline from several co workers. Wanting to shut them up I said,
“When you have a magnificent tool, you need to protect it with a shed roof”.
There was a moment of silence then he said,
“Especially if it is an antique and doesn’t work anymore”.
Since murder was off the table, all I could do was laugh.
Do you wonder where my blogger name comes from?