Well, it's All Hallows Eve again, and like every year, those pesky little monsters are knocking at the door looking for some of our eye candy. Seems like some things are the same every day, not just Halloween...
Why customers are like trick or treaters...
They show up dressed as plumbers, carpenters, race car drivers, bakers, bikers, etc. and come knocking on your door when they are looking for something. A few even think it's Halloween every day and want stuff for free. Trick! Double the bill and always answer the door with your business suit on.
Bloodsuckers. Some wear fangs when the talk about pricing and can drive you batty. They are the vampires. Treat! Doors can be closed when necessary.
The occasional prince charming or princess can show up. These are usually the ones who offer to help you pass out more eye candy if you give them some now. Beware these vile creatures! They are likely to transform into the dreaded "Price Zombie". They will walk around endlessly telling people how cheap you worked for them, doing harm to your wallet. They feed on signmakers in groups like good zombies always do. Trick! Triple the bill and you will kill them.
Soul stealers. These are the ones who go to the other sign place and get their candy cheaper, then return from the pits of hell just to tell you they did. Treat! Drive a good portfolio through them and watch how they dissapear...along with the cheap sign creatures that spawned them.
Rabid Ray
PS: To Robert Beverly...(place friendly chuck on the shoulder here) Hope you like the double entendre. Posted by Deb Fowler (Member # 1039) on :
How Clever Ray! Now my business day will have a ghoulish approach! lol
Posted by Si Allen (Member # 420) on :
An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of tests, the latest of which left his bodily systems extremely upset.
Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the the latest episode was another and stayed put.
He suddendly filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his belief. In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed , gathered up the sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.
A drunk was walking by the hostital when the sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled sheets in a tangled pile at his feet.
As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital guard (barely containing his laughter), had watched the whole incident, walked up and asked, " What the heck is going on ?"
The drunk, still staring down replied "I think someone just beat the crap out of a ghost"
Posted by Richard Doyle (Member # 2919) on :
I cant wait to scare all the little kids that are brave enough to knock on my door
Posted by Kathy Joiner (Member # 1814) on :
Thanks Ray. I enjoy your posts. You have a talent and the imagination for writing.
And Si, what can I say? Do you have a joke for every occassion?
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