Funniest one was a middle of the night call. I came clear of the bed, fumble through the laundry basket half asleep looking for pants and a shirt, grab jeans and pull them on as I am heading out the door......problem - they're my wife's jeans (she is 5'2" 120lb and I am 6'3" 200lb). I go down like a wounded elephant. Wife had to help peel them off of me as I pulled them on so hard. Still made the truck.
"Sounds easy if you say it fast"
The poor guy heard me responding laying under the car and all he could think about was "I hope the pager isn't broken"
It needed a new clip but I went easy on him.
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