The poor fellow in seat 9 was sneezing uncontrollably. Thankfully my seat 3 was outside the contaminated blast zone and therefore in a germ-free area. However I could see the dealer was starting to get visibly agitated and only the internal customer relations training he underwent prevented any verbal response on his part.
Me : Allergies?
Seat 9 : No, I think I'm getting a fever.
Me : I'm a physician. The only prescription is more cowbell.
Seat 9 : Huh?
Saturday, November 16, 2013
I got a fever
Posted by Mr Subliminal at 1:23 PM 2 comments
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