Monday, March 3, 2008

a short story and terrorists

Ok, today for your reading pleasure, i will tell you a story about a man named...well, let's call him wayne...because after all, that is his real name.

I met wayne a few weeks ago. He came into the shop, and was looking for a bearing. Now the first thing you notice about this guy is that he talks with a very low voice, and mumbles constantly. It's sounds like if you tried to talk with your teeth clenched. So wayne earned himself the nickname "the mumbler".

Now, we all know that i'm not one to jump to conclusions...ahem..but, call me crazy but within 2 minutes of meeting the mumbler, i pegged him to be a trekkie. I actually thought in my head " i bet this guy loves to try to figure out trig functions for the proton ion flux capacitor used in season 3 episode 4"

Anyway, to make a long awsome story short and boring...the mumbler was in on friday, and loves star treck. Has thick books on star trek.

what can i say, I have a gift.

Speaking of racial profiling, here's a question for you.

Your a border guard between canada and the us. A car drives up to your station. The car is being driven by a muslum man, late 30's, wearing the white robe type thing, long beard, heavy accent, and a turban.

Ok, now here's the question:

Do you grill this guy more than a 80 year old white woman?

I will answer that quesion in my next blog.

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