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Originally Posted by Lee Stewart
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Reminds me of a story:
My buddy Dave was telling me a story an oldtimer told him: this guy was around when they built Star Chiefs at the Pontiac plant. Apparently the stars were a loose part, assembled at the plant, and were prime material to end up on toolboxes and lockers throughout the plant. Evidently the misappropriation of these stars got to be such an issue that the Plant Manager issued an edict: anyone caught with one of these stars on their locker or toolbox or lunchpail would be fired on the spot.
This Plant Manager, like other managers, would drive an evaluation vehicle home for the evening. One morning, on his way back and in the pouring rain (...naturally...) he gets a flat tire. So now he's out, in the pouring rain, using the old wobbly bumper jack, etc, trying to change this tire. Needless to say he was not in a very good mood.
As he was struggling there the local paper boy comes rolling up on his Schwinn. Seeing this nice new model Pontiac and this distinguished gentlemen cussing and fussing trying to change the tire the young boy offers his services and asks "...do you work at the Pontiac plant?". Without looking up the PM answers affirmatively. "My dad works at that plant" the kid volunteers, and the PM turns to find.......the kid's bike is entirely...completely...utterly... covered with these "Star Chief" stars.
"Rrrreeaaalllllyyy...." he says, slowly, through gritted teeth, with all the civility he can muster: "...what's your Dad's name?"
(lol)
As it turns out, the Dad didn't get fired as promised - but he certainly did get a stern, lengthy talking to in the PM's office later that day....
[Note: Not my Dad, BTW!]