Well, the 15-passenger gray van has been found in a parking lot south of downtown. Except that it is no longer a solid gray van. Our name has been spraypainted over, but the fools didn't think to remove the vanity license plates. Apparently the cops want someone to come pick it up, but no one wants to go get it for a few reasons: 1) it's not a great part of town; 2) the lady who really ought to go pick it up is wearing white pants and "Who knows what kind of dirty scoundrels have been driving that thing for five days!"; 3) doesn't the insurance company need to go check it out? that is what our one male employee keeps asking...he is the fatherly voice of reason around here; and 4) who even knows if the van is drivable anymore. I'm sure it's had an exciting week. These are the reasons that the crazy lady on uppers (I really do need to give her a name) gave to the police when she explained why no one would be picking up the van today...including reason #2.Erm keeps asking if the van smells funny inside. I guess they found traces of do-it-yourself concrete on the floor, and she is convinced that these hooligans used the van to transport bodies across the state to be secretly fed to the fishes.
1 comment:
hahaha. this is just too funny.
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