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Mark wrote:...actually, I forget why the evil cousin hated him so much.

Hmmm...

Yeah, I can't imagine either.

At least he was good for one thing.

Raising blood pressures?

Entertaining us?

Teaching us "multi-gender weirdo tolerance"?

No, teaching us that whales are really telepathic.

And genetically superenhanced!
Here's a story that happened to me just a couple days ago at work (Radio Shack):
I had sold a Nintendo Wii to a lady, and she wanted to have it sent to Hawaii to her grandkids as a Christmas present. We keep our packing filler (foam peanuts, air bags, paper, styrofoam, etc.) in a monster sized "t-shirt bag". As I was pulling out some packing paper for packing the Wii, something dark brown and soft popped out of the bag and landed on a box beside the bag. The lighting in the backroom is less than stellar, and it took a second for me to realize...it was a dying BAT! It was still alive, moving around very lethargically. Then I laughed and called my asst. manager over to see it. I took a piece of cardboard and pushed it into a small box, and took it to the other side of the back parking lot to the dirt, and dumped it. I'm sure it's probably emerging from a cat's rectum by now.

The poor thing probably find a nice, quiet, dark little spot, then poof! Trapped.

I broke the faucet on the sink in the employee lounge, and sprayed myself, the General Manager, two salesmen, the lot attendant, and an outside consultant.

MAYBE I'll live that down one day, but not today.

Fortunately everyone I work with has a great sense of humor and was laughing they a$$es off.

Here's a real "WTF moment:

About an hour ago, I had a customer come in who had called to make an appointment to see a used Cadillac we have in stock, advertised at about $15,900. After chatting a bit, we took the car for a test drive - on which drive, he informed that the car was for his wife, who doesn't like Cadillacs. He then proceeded to tell me that he's got a budget of about $10,000.

With or without a trade in? But, why look at a car for someone who doesn't like that kind of car?

No trade. Even further

I'm so glad my future career won't requre me to work with stupid people (by definition, one could always slip throuh the filters)