To Clyde, or not to Clyde

In search of a bargain-basement deal to make t-shirts for students at for the charter school she works at, my wife found a local guy who makes 'em. She called him up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Clyde?"

"No. Clyde's not here."

"Oh, well this is Cristie Bosch, from Legacy Charter School, and I wanted to talk to Clyde about maybe making some t-shirts."

"Oh. All right, this is Clyde ..."

Comments

[Rueben]

Way to "build the brand" Clyde.

[Steve C.]

I've done that. He was just trying to avoid bill collectors. My version goes like this:

Caller: "Is Steve Crescenzo there."

Me: "No, he's not. May I ask who's calling?"

Caller: "This is John Willard with [insert name of really big company]. We're looking to do a full communications audit, and Steve came highly recommended."

Me: "Oh, this is Steve. I thought you were my cousin Ricky wanting to get bailed out of jail again."

Surprisingly, I get the job more often than not.

Steve C.

[Steve C.]

P.S. Glad you made it home safe, pal.

You know what nurses in the Trauma Center at Northwestern call motorcycle riders, right?

Organ donors.

Let's get on the boat soon. It's safer, and just as much fun.

Steve C.