When Hollywood remakes a movie they keep the characters it is
just the actors that change. Well the
same can be said of the storage world.
Today I had a visit from the stooges.
Now this was not the same actors that visited me over at Guardian but
these actors played the pats quite well.
I spent the day at Access Storage with Don and Debbie (two
of the big hitters in my world). We did
some work we did some planning and we witnessed some poor decisions being made.
When I arrived at work it was around 11:00 am. and I was
there to relieve John who had opened the store.
Debbie had opened with John, but when I pulled in there was three cars
in the parking so I picked the spot next to the odd car out, a piece of crap Dodge. Now if it was taken care of it could be a
nice old car, but I doubt that it will survive that long.
So skip ahead an hour and Moe shows up, stops in the office
to explain that his car had broken down and he and his buddies were going to
get it running. I look out and Larry is
now opening up the hood. Ten minutes later
Shemp shows up. This is about the time I
notice what they are doing. The Stooges
have 2 ½ gallons of gas and they are pouring some into the carburetor. Now they
must know that gas has some combustible properties because at this moment Larry
places a fire extinguisher on top of the engine. Let me ask you a question if the engine
catches on fire where is, the last, place you want the fire extinguisher? I would think you would not want it at ground
zero, but that is where it stayed. Oh
did I mention Moe and Larry are smoking cigarettes … and Shemp has a pipe. If you know the substance you are working
with is flammable why are you lighting up around it.
This is the moment I remember where my car is, compaired to this insanity. Up I jump, grabbing my keys, and I
am out the door. As I pass Moe I ask “gasoline”?
He says “Uh-huh”. I look at his car and
say “In the carburetor”? Again he says “Uh-Huh”. “Great” I say “I’ll just be moving my car now”,
and I do.
Now that my car is in a safe place, on the other side of the
property, I sit back in the office.
Debbie and I spend the next houror so watching the slap stick comedy,
but to no avail, they can not blow up the car for our entertainment. Neither can they start the car so they give
up and drive off. Leaving the gasoline next to the car along with the fire extinguisher. They seem to be giving mixed singles here.
Latter Moe does come
back to tell us that he will have a buddy come tow it tonight …. I sure hope its Curly. I liked Curly better than Shemp.
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