Monday, August 14, 2006

The Silent Killer


I used to take several trips per year to trade shows in New York and Chicago and on one such trip after we parked the car and were walking towards McCormick Place convention center. It just so happened that coming towards our group of ten men was a Beautiful shapely girl who I think must have been one of the models who the manufacturers hire to show off their wares while she showed off hers. My eyes just naturally followed her walking past us and as she was well past our group and then, BOINNGG! The sound echoed as my face crashed against a sign that read "Keep to the right". It was most embarrassing as everyone in my group howled with laughter. The rest of the day as we walked the aisles one of the show someone would shout out "Watch out for the sign" whenever we approached a booth with a model in it. During that same show I was walking the show with Bob Taggart, the son-in-law of the owner Ed Becker. We would stop at one booth and then another as we looked at the merchandise. all of a sudden I didn't see Bob next to me anymore. Then I spotted him about two booths ahead of me doubled over and hanging on to a guard rail. As I approached him he look as if he was in great Pain but when I bent over to comfort him I realized he wasn't in pain at all but was actually laughing. He was laughing so hard he was actually crying holding his glasses in his hand while tears streamed down his cheek. I asked him what was wrong and all he could do was point to one of the booths a few feet away that we had stopped at. There stood a group of men who were looking at each other suspiciously and wrinkling their noses and each taking a step backward. Each suspected the one next to him as the guilty party. It seems Bob who had visited the booth a minute or two before had left behind a bomb of "The Silent Killer" as he referred to them. He was a very large man who liked to eat, unfortunately it sometimes reacted and left him with a very powerful weapon that you don't want to be around when he sets one off.

It was a story told many times on other trips.

Aren't you proud of me? I told that whole story whihout having to use the word Fart. OOOPS!

1 comment:

Junosmom said...

Very funny! My girls will enjoy this story. I'd have liked to have seen you run into that sign!