Sunday, January 23, 2005

Alas, Poor Yorick

Before he left for work this morning, M told me this story--one more thing to love about car salesmen:

A rat had been living at the dealership for as long as anyone could remember--years. He was a big mofo, New York-sized. M had seen the rat limping recently, and sure enough, the beast had dodged its last set of wheels and was found dead (of non-vehicular causes) in the dealership parking lot yesterday.

Sales have been slow lately, so the salesmen had enough time on their hands and tiny little brains to give the rat a real send off, using the stock-in-trade of car dealer decor. That's right: balloons. They tied enough (unbranded, thank god) balloons to Ratty for him to slowly float skyward into the fog--and as M pointed out helpfully, return back to the dust from whence he came pretty quickly too. Another thing to be thankful for--they decided against including cards from a rival dealership on the rat's helium-propelled funeral barge.

I haven't checked the local paper yet to see if the poor creature landed in some truly inappropriate place, like a child's sandbox or family pool. One can only hope it didn't.

Up, Up, and Awwaaaay in My Beautiful, My Beautiful...
Originally uploaded by suzipaw.


At 9:11 PM, January 24, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh. My. God. What a hilarious story. It'd make a perfect short film if you strapped a camera onto that poor ratty. ;)



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