Cool story mate.
Sounds like a fun boss to have.
Cool story mate.
Sounds like a fun boss to have.
Let me take you back, many years ago when I was doing door to door sales in California for at&t. My boss (a crazy Indian Sikh) had me go to Bakersfield to train some people and work a new area for a week. While I was there, two of the guys at the office wanted to have a little competition and see who could get the most sales on Saturday. For this competition each of us put up 200 to go to the winner and our boss also put up a 200 dollar bonus, so 800 to the winner. Now I hadn't been selling that great this week and I was a little nervous so I got an early start. Some how I manage to get 9 sales that day, completely obliterating everyone in the office and winning the money. At 150 a sale and with the bonus I made 2150 that day and I was pumped. When my boss picked me up from the field he was ecstatic and while driving back to the hotel he kept saying "you deserve something special, you want to have some fun?" I say ok a little hesitantly because my boss has a reputation of being fucking nuts. So then he starts talking about hookers and I'm like nah man I'm good on the hookers but he's on a roll and not really listening. So we cruise by a strip of shitty single story motels and he's like check this out and we pull into the parking lot. He then proceeds to point out all the hookers standing in front of their open doors to there motel rooms. He's says "damn these girls are no good", I say yeah let's just go back to our hotel. Then he says "no guy, I want to have some fun". As we are sitting in the parking lot for about 10min the hookers start yelling at us "come get some pussy", "what are you afraid" , "take a picture, it'll last longer". My boss then turns the radio down low, rolls down the windows, and presses the OnStar button. To the OnStar lady "Yes can I get directions to the Bakersfield police department?" me looking worried "No everything is fine, I just need directions" as they send the directions and the system announces "routing directions to..." (He cranks up the stereo volume and pulls quickly up to the hookers) "...THE BAKERSFIELD POLICE DEPARTMENT". At this point he pulls out his camera phone and begins taking pictures with the flash on and the hookers are scattering. Hookers running into rooms and slamming the doors, the crack head by the ice machine runs and jumps behind some bushes, utter chaos. The whole time my boss is laughing and taking pictures. After a few minutes of that we drive back to the hotel. "I told you we would have some fun" my boss says as I get out of his car. And that's the story of the time I went to Bakersfield
Let me take you back, many years ago when I was doing door to door sales in California for at&t. My boss (a crazy Indian Sikh) had me go to Bakersfield to train some people and work a new area for a week. While I was there, two of the guys at the office wanted to have a little competition and see who could get the most sales on Saturday. For this competition each of us put up 200 to go to the winner and our boss also put up a 200 dollar bonus, so 800 to the winner. Now I hadn't been selling that great this week and I was a little nervous so I got an early start. Some how I manage to get 9 sales that day, completely obliterating everyone in the office and winning the money. At 150 a sale and with the bonus I made 2150 that day and I was pumped. When my boss picked me up from the field he was ecstatic and while driving back to the hotel he kept saying "you deserve something special, you want to have some fun?" I say ok a little hesitantly because my boss has a reputation of being fucking nuts. So then he starts talking about hookers and I'm like nah man I'm good on the hookers but he's on a roll and not really listening. So we cruise by a strip of shitty single story motels and he's like check this out and we pull into the parking lot. He then proceeds to point out all the hookers standing in front of their open doors to there motel rooms. He's says "damn these girls are no good", I say yeah let's just go back to our hotel. Then he says "no guy, I want to have some fun". As we are sitting in the parking lot for about 10min the hookers start yelling at us "come get some pussy", "what are you afraid" , "take a picture, it'll last longer". My boss then turns the radio down low, rolls down the windows, and presses the OnStar button. To the OnStar lady "Yes can I get directions to the Bakersfield police department?" *me looking worried* "No everything is fine, I just need directions" as they send the directions and the system announces "routing directions to..." (He cranks up the stereo volume and pulls quickly up to the hookers) "...THE BAKERSFIELD POLICE DEPARTMENT". At this point he pulls out his camera phone and begins taking pictures with the flash on and the hookers are scattering. Hookers running into rooms and slamming the doors, the crack head by the ice machine runs and jumps behind some bushes, utter chaos. The whole time my boss is laughing and taking pictures. After a few minutes of that we drive back to the hotel. "I told you we would have some fun" my boss says as I get out of his car. And that's the story of the time I went to Bakersfield
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