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I help to put on a long distance motorcycle rally (sort of a large scale
scavenger hunt) every year. This year, one of the contestants was trying
to kiss butt a little bit, and named all the wonderful staff on the rally
in an e-mail list. He inadvertantly left my name out. I sent him a
chiding e-mail saying that when it was time for him to be scored, he was
to come directly to me, and he'd better make sure every word in the
answers were spelled right, every number was correct and clear, or else,
in my best "Soup Nazi" impression, "NO POINTS FOR YOU!!!"
When I saw him the morning the rally was to start, I slipped him a
GOOHF card. He looked a little puzzled. After the rally was over he came
to my table, cringing, ready to be scored. But first he handed me back
the GOOHF card. I looked at it and said "Okay, you can go to the other
table to be scored." (He was in a different catagory than the people I
was scoring anyway). He got a big grin and thanked me for being easy on
him. (I let him keep the card.)
Louis, Virginia
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