I am a fan of the ironic. Let's be clear that I am not a fan of the moronic. So here's some irony, as told to me by a close, personal friend.
Joe owns a limo company and is enjoying the spoils of a rapidly growing business.
Joe hires a 30-year veteran of city bus driving for the big Capital city just east of us. Joe is confident in his choice of new driver. Who better than a bus driving veteran of commuter traffic and hundreds of passengers?
Joe knows his new driver will enjoy a more relaxing, and definitely more fun gig with his limo business.
Joe no doubt enjoys a night off that is well-deserved and as been a long time coming. Just ask his wife. She'll tell ya.
The new driver, let's call him Eeyore, has his first night on the job.
And gets hopelessly lost with the clients in the car.
And backs into something hard enough to cause bodily injury to the limo - NOT the passengers.
Yes, they were in the car.
Still not sure if Eeyore is employed by Joe. Joe's a nice guy, so maybe Eeyore will just be given the benefit of the doubt - first day jitters and all that - because he's used to driving a BUS and a limo is just too small and confusing. . .
But Joe, like me, is not so much a fan of the moronic, so Eeyore's fate is yet unknown.
