What do I look like? Fucking Tommy?
// August 20th, 2010 // Comments Off // Uncategorized
It’s not a simple case of mis-identification so much as this kid being a complete and total, dead from the neck up, meat head.
I arrive at the fine institution that I teach at dressed like a student. Listen, I don’t give a shit about outward appearances, so I was wearing shorts, sandals and a polo shit that was probably too small. So Meat Head walks up to me and says, “Do you work here?” For a visual record he looks like Gene Gene the Dancing Machine. Or at least what he’d look like today, wearing the same clothes.
I tell him that, unfortunately yes, I do. “Well, da lady said to go talk to security on the second floor, but I saw you.”
So you’re telling me that I look like security? I tell him I’m not security, but I do work here, and ask him what the problem is.
“Someone stole the pinball out of the pinball machine again.”
I just started laughing right in his face. I don’t usually do that, I usually wait to laugh at you behind you back, but this time I couldn’t fucking help it. Let me break this down, hear me out.
This ’student’ thought that I was a security guard, and he was too lazy to go upstairs to report the fact that someone had stolen a pinball out of the pinball machine…again.
