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April Musser's avatar

re: fart jokes. My 7 year old daughter recently was informed though a series of events I won't go into of how one ends up being on the receiving end of a "dutch oven". She carefully pondered this new information as I braced myself for the invevitable attempts to dutch oven us that were sure to follow as she has no young siblings on which to use this knowledge. Instead, later that day, we were laying in my bed watching a movie and relaxing when our little 7 year old, crept into the room (well, a 7 year old's version of creeping so it including obvious giggling), slid up the foot of our bed under the covers, tucked herself all in and let one rip. We had to explain how she had in fact dutch ovened herself and not either of us. She has not given up the hope of one day successfully pulling off a dutch oven of both her parents.

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Tom Logan's avatar

As long as we're talking, cars, I used to sell cars back in the 80s in one of the Tyson's Corner dealerships Here are a couple of true stories.

I sold a convertible in a snowstorm. And two days later after all the snow was cleared a guy came wanting to trade in his car, because his wife wouldn't drive it in the snow. While he was out test driving a new car, I sold his trade-in. I had to put off the guy buying the trade-in until we completed the deal from first guy and actually, you know, owned the trade-in.

The funniest thing I saw in the dealership was a move the sales guy that sat next me did. He had been working this "devout" couple for almost a week. They would come in, not complete a deal and come back a day or two later. He worked them on the exact car they wanted, made sure they could finance it. He was doing EVERYTHING he could to get this couple to commit. Finally, he got them to sit down and write up the paperwork. They are sitting across from him and he pushes the paperwork in front of them to sign. The couple looks at each other and the guy says, "I think we need to go home and pray on this." The sales guy immediately puts his hands out across the desk, palms up, bows his head and says, "How about right now?" They instinctively grab his hands and bow their heads. He pauses in silence for about a minute and then lifts his head and says, "Well, I feel pretty good about it. How about you?" And they signed the paperwork.

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