Apple Care with the Hoff

Yesterday afternoon I was walking towards the bathroom when I saw the Hoff, my office's mac tech support guy, walking ahead of me. I whistled and he stopped, we shook hands, and I asked him about a problem I'm having with my laptop at home. Well, we continued walking, and as luck would have it, we both were going to the bathroom. I was the first to enter, and I walked into a stall (stage fright prohibits me from hitting up the close quartered urinals frequently). Hoff walked into the second stall. This entire time we were still talking about my mac issue. He stops midway between "apple care" and "support should take care of that" to let loose the fury.

I'm so shocked, I had no reply.

Rushing out of my stall, washing my hands quickly as to avoid the oncoming rush of fecal particles, I said to him, "J, I didn't see you carrying a trumpet with you when we walked in here".

His reply: "Oh, I carry that everywhere I go", laughing.

No shame. :D

And yes, I will swear up and down on a stack of bibles that this is true.