"Did you live through the Depression?"
OK, Tomko Story of the day:
Some dude ordered some windscreen and came in to pick it up. I was alone in the office until the very end, but the other girls caught the tail end of a conversation that went something like this. Oh, and for the sake of protecting the privacy of certain psychotic customers, we'll call this guy "Crazypants McGuggin".
[Crazypants McGuggin comes up the stairs]
CPM: My gosh this place is harder to find than a secret club in London!
Sara: Well, you found us!
CPM: You need a friggin' sign. Who knows there 166 or 666 Graybar whatever is without a sign! Where's the sign?
Sara: Hmm, well I don't know. We used to have a big Tomko sign but then people kept breaking in and stealing things.
CPM: Hmm! Well it sure is hard to find! Anyway, my name is Crazypants McGuggin and I'm here to pick up some windscreen. It looks like 6' by 50' is gonna do me afterall!
Sara: Oh, well I have your paperwork right here, so if you could just sign the credit card slip I can get you set up and on your way!
CPM: I tell ya, hard to find, this place is.
Sara: [laughs politely]
CPM: I need some of those things to hold it up.
Sara: We have some tie-wraps if you'd like some of those.
CPM: Well it needs to hang from a chain-link fence. I bought some before and just had it on a wooden fence, but this time it's a chain fence. Let me see them so I know what's going on.
Sara: OK I'll get a price for you... they're 10 dollars a bag
[CPM and Sara walk downstairs to get windscreen and tie-wraps]
CPM: 10 bucks? That works out to ten cents a wrap
Sara: Yeah, it does.
CPM: Did you live through the Depression?
Sara: No. I read about it.
[Nicki enters]
Nick: They used to be twelve cents each....
CPM: I lived through the Depression. Out of me and my brother, only one of us could go to school because we only had one pair of underwear.
Sara: Wow...
CPM: And we had to make our shoes out of this kind of corrugated cardboard!
Sara: And look at where you are now!!
CPM: So it's just ten bucks? None of those fancy taxes?
Sara: Nah, ten bucks even is fine.
CPM: Here's 5.... 6... 7... 8... 9... 25... 50... 75... and TEN!
Sara: Alright that's perfect! Let me help you with that to your car.
CPM: Is it heavy?
Sara: No I'm just trying to be polite.
CPM: Well! Merry Christmas to you!
Sara: Thanks! I WILL have a Merry Christmas.
Some dude ordered some windscreen and came in to pick it up. I was alone in the office until the very end, but the other girls caught the tail end of a conversation that went something like this. Oh, and for the sake of protecting the privacy of certain psychotic customers, we'll call this guy "Crazypants McGuggin".
[Crazypants McGuggin comes up the stairs]
CPM: My gosh this place is harder to find than a secret club in London!
Sara: Well, you found us!
CPM: You need a friggin' sign. Who knows there 166 or 666 Graybar whatever is without a sign! Where's the sign?
Sara: Hmm, well I don't know. We used to have a big Tomko sign but then people kept breaking in and stealing things.
CPM: Hmm! Well it sure is hard to find! Anyway, my name is Crazypants McGuggin and I'm here to pick up some windscreen. It looks like 6' by 50' is gonna do me afterall!
Sara: Oh, well I have your paperwork right here, so if you could just sign the credit card slip I can get you set up and on your way!
CPM: I tell ya, hard to find, this place is.
Sara: [laughs politely]
CPM: I need some of those things to hold it up.
Sara: We have some tie-wraps if you'd like some of those.
CPM: Well it needs to hang from a chain-link fence. I bought some before and just had it on a wooden fence, but this time it's a chain fence. Let me see them so I know what's going on.
Sara: OK I'll get a price for you... they're 10 dollars a bag
[CPM and Sara walk downstairs to get windscreen and tie-wraps]
CPM: 10 bucks? That works out to ten cents a wrap
Sara: Yeah, it does.
CPM: Did you live through the Depression?
Sara: No. I read about it.
[Nicki enters]
Nick: They used to be twelve cents each....
CPM: I lived through the Depression. Out of me and my brother, only one of us could go to school because we only had one pair of underwear.
Sara: Wow...
CPM: And we had to make our shoes out of this kind of corrugated cardboard!
Sara: And look at where you are now!!
CPM: So it's just ten bucks? None of those fancy taxes?
Sara: Nah, ten bucks even is fine.
CPM: Here's 5.... 6... 7... 8... 9... 25... 50... 75... and TEN!
Sara: Alright that's perfect! Let me help you with that to your car.
CPM: Is it heavy?
Sara: No I'm just trying to be polite.
CPM: Well! Merry Christmas to you!
Sara: Thanks! I WILL have a Merry Christmas.
posted by Sara at
3:53 p.m.
2 Comments:
you know, it really is never too early to say Merry Christmas!
And for the record, Tomko is easy as heck to find, well, at least for those who were born 50 or so years after the Depression :)
By
ZAHiDA MACHAN, at 9:17 p.m.
nice story.i wish i could have met the guy; he seems so interesting
By
Anonymous, at 11:30 a.m.
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