Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1

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True story from one of my road techs:

TECH: What's going on with your motorhome, sir?"

OWNER: Well, we left GA about six this morning, traffic was not bad. Stopped a couple of times to walk the dog, he's pretty old, his name is dog. About noon, we stopped at a rest area for lunch. We had sandwiches...no, no I had a hotdog. When I pulled back out on the interstate, I heard a noise and the engine quit.
Dude, that is every fucking day for me. "Good morning, dropping off a cylinder?" This is followed by how the cylinder had been in the family for generations, its blue, I use it to cut hay but the wife tells me its gonna kill me, and back then groceries were $0.15 a month. "So you're dropping a cylinder off?" Welllll... What it's doing is.... FUCK!!!
 
True story from one of my road techs:

TECH: What's going on with your motorhome, sir?"

OWNER: Well, we left GA about six this morning, traffic was not bad. Stopped a couple of times to walk the dog, he's pretty old, his name is dog. About noon, we stopped at a rest area for lunch. We had sandwiches...no, no I had a hotdog. When I pulled back out on the interstate, I heard a noise and the engine quit.
Exactly
 
We were sitting in a BBQ place in Memphis when some lady at a table behind us asked if they had any vegetarian food. The waiter told her that she could find vegan food outside but not inside. My kids started laughing and I couldn't hold it.
 
Dude, that is every fucking day for me. "Good morning, dropping off a cylinder?" This is followed by how the cylinder had been in the family for generations, its blue, I use it to cut hay but the wife tells me its gonna kill me, and back then groceries were $0.15 a month. "So you're dropping a cylinder off?" Welllll... What it's doing is.... FUCK!!!
Yep. I think every service guy has to hear the life fucking story of every asshole that broke their shit. The old lady always starts laughing. She knows by my face when I get a story teller on the line.