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Kinja'd!!! "bob and john" (bobandjohn)
09/22/2016 at 19:04 • Filed to: None

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what is the BEST automotive story you have that involves your boss or your co-workers?

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I’ll start:

Friday. gorgeous, sunny, no wind, about 27* C. perfect. Didn’t go to the office. (Boss wasn’t there anyways, and I had finished my work for the week)

Headed over to my local twistys to go and have some fun on the SVX-R. started to get into my rhythm. getting quicker and quicker....then I notice someone following me. so we played cat and mouse for an hour or so. Had a LOT of fun.

then, at one point, we pull over to have a little chat. Guy takes off his helmet

aanndd its my boss.


we both look at each other. Told him I was sick and wouldnt be in the office today. He nodded, said “me too. We tell no one of this”.

we then topped up with gas and went our merry ways. Had a good laugh at that.


Whats your best boss/car story?


DISCUSSION (18)


Kinja'd!!! Jordan and the Slowrunner, Boomer Intensifies > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:14

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This is about a co-worker we call the C-Train, the C-Train of Destruction. I don’t let him drive when I work with him.

After leaving a site one day, C-Train and another co-worker head back to the office. Other co-worker goes to sleep. C-Train is a terrible driver. After about 5 miles, C-Train notices someone following him, but doesn’t think anything of it. He continues to nod off and play with the radio for a few more miles. Suddenly a silver car appears behind the other car. Our state’s Highway Patrol cars are silver. The car tailing C-Train reported him for a DUI. They gave him all the field sobriety tests and determined..... He’s a shitty driver.


Kinja'd!!! Daily Drives a Dragon - One Last Lap > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:16

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Well once upon a time

Yeah. I don’t have any stories that are good. Or bad either.


Kinja'd!!! bob and john > Jordan and the Slowrunner, Boomer Intensifies
09/22/2016 at 19:17

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now THATS sad....


Kinja'd!!! XJDano > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:20

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A coworker used to have a company truck. He lives in a hilly area, rents a skid steer, doesn’t chock trailer tires, weight of skid steer coming off trailer raised the rear of the truck, he panics & freezes, truck rolls down hill until it stops at a tree. Totaled truck.

Like this but unloading.


Kinja'd!!! Urambo Tauro > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:21

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http://jalopnik.com/three-years-ago-at-the-end-of-a-long-night-working-for-1780813357


Kinja'd!!! CaptDale - is secretly British > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:22

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Well my boss has a sweet 1965 Pontiac GTO . Well one day he brought it into work and did a massive burnout. Done a few car shows with him and his family too.


Kinja'd!!! bob and john > XJDano
09/22/2016 at 19:22

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.....wow.

and WHY DID HE KEEP ACCELERATING?!?!?!


Kinja'd!!! JRapp: now as good as new again > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:23

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Not a particularly good story, but my old boss used to always complain about the speed-bumps in the parking lot, and how his 500+ horse, built, lowered, etc. Mustang would always scrape going over them. Also complained about the abundance of front fow LEV car parking spots, and kept asking where the 500+ horse parking spots where? That’s the same guy that also has electricly opening cutouts for the exhaust that just bypass the cat and the muffler.


Kinja'd!!! CB > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:32

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For my placement for school, my supervisor and I would have to drive about two hours out of the city for interviews. So one day, we don’t have much to do, we’re done for the day, and we’re cruising through downtown Arnprior. A cat bolts across the street. My boss slams on the brakes. I see it run off, so it’s like, okay, it’s probably fine.

She’s freaking out. She’s going off about how she killed the cat, that it’s dead, et cetera. I tell her it’s fine and that the cat isn’t dead in the road. She pulls us into a parking lot beside a park the cat ran into. She tells me we have to look for the cat. Well, this isn’t on my list of duties, but sure. We spend probably ten minutes looking around the park for this stupid cat, and of course, there’s no sign of it. Did I mention it was starting to rain?

Anyway, we get back to the car, there’s no sign of cat damage to the front, and she spends the rest of the way back going on about how terrible she is because she probably killed this cat. So logically, I tell a coworker, who proceeds to make of my supervisor a few days later, then we both get the silent treatment for an hour or so.

I miss that job.


Kinja'd!!! RallyWrench > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 19:34

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That’s a great story about your boss, I can’t even begin to approach that.


Kinja'd!!! bob and john > Urambo Tauro
09/22/2016 at 19:39

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... wow. poor guy


Kinja'd!!! Bman76 (no it doesn't need a WS6 hood) M. Arch > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 20:05

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I’ve been at my job for 1 week, so my craziest story is:

An uneventful ride to lunch in a coworkers beige Buick Lucerne.


Kinja'd!!! jimz > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 20:32

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a few weeks ago. some co-workers brought a (2017) Ford GT to our lab. I got to sit in it. And ride in it.


Kinja'd!!! Conan > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 20:43

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I had a blowout at a very rural intersection. It was too serious to be patched, my phone didn’t work there, and my vehicle doesn’t have a spare. One of my fellow teachers got me a phone, one of the administrators got me to work on time, and one of my best (but most Huckleberry Finn-like) students protected my vehicle from scavenging locals as well as helped Triple A get my car back to the school.

Sometimes Virginia is wonderful to drive in.


Kinja'd!!! bob and john > jimz
09/22/2016 at 20:45

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....I need better fucking coworkers holy shit


Kinja'd!!! EL_ULY > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 20:54

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My boss was general manager of Ferrari of Houston for 15 years. The same Ferrari of Houston that owns Risi Competizion. Giuseppe Risi owns the very last 288 GTO ever made. They were going to Road Atlanta along with customer’s cars on a separate trailer. Inside the Risi machine shop truck they rolled in their golf cart and the 288 GTO. All secured, they took off. Once at Road Atlanta, my boss opened the door to the machine shop truck.... the golf cart was no longer secured....

The 288 GTO had a huge hole and cracks on the front bumper.

Nobody would confess to the tie down error. My boss called Giuseppe and told them a car was damaged. He asked, “which car?”. My boss said, “the 288"

*click!*

Oooohhh that was not good.


Kinja'd!!! The Compromiser > bob and john
09/22/2016 at 21:31

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OK.

I used to drive an expedite truck. I would be paged ( like a cell phone with better reception but no voice, or email, or Internet. Get off my lawn) any time any where to pick up and drive. It really cut in to my raging alcoholism, let me tell you.

One might I got sent to pickup in Mississauga to deliver in Indianapolis the next morning. No big deal. It was after a long week and as I drove along the flat expanse that is Indiana, in the dark, I swore I saw a house sitting on a shoulder between the interstate and the on ramp. I shook it off as being tired and finished my delivery, before tucking in at a truck stop to sleep.

In the mo ring two other drivers from my company who I had known previously woke my up by rocking my truck. Once the earth stopped quaking in my little coffin sleeper, I stuck my head out. They told me that I was to take motorcycle doors back to Canuckistan as it was a quiet Sunday.

With that news, we had breakfast, and headed out. 3 trucks, five drivers, we were Convoy. After an hour or so I told the other drivers via CB, about my weird sighting/hallucination. They harassed me as they should for quite some time. In fact they were in the middle of another session of flying cows/pigs/houses comments when we saw it. A house. In the area between the Interstate and the on ramp. They stopped. Everything was fine until we grabbed some fried chicken and tried to pass it between trucks. At 110-120 Km/h. The trajectory and velocity needed was beyond what we could arrange. But don’t let science and evolution fool you. Chickens can fly. With an effective application of batter and hot grease, combined with diesel fumes and Canadian air and those fuckers can fly for quite some time.


Kinja'd!!! bob and john > EL_ULY
09/23/2016 at 08:47

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aaaiiiiiii yaaaaa that would have been.....an interesting day at the office