|Apr. 27th, 2006 @ 11:23 pm (no subject)|
|i'm a straight up gangster. not the stupid rap kind, the real kind, like from the 20's. here's how it went down:|
i dropped off a cd of stuff to get printed at Kinko's in Bel Air. their large format printer was broken, so they had to wait to get the part before they could print. low and behold, their work piled up. so today they get the part and i go in to pick up my prints. like a moron, i accidentally put one image twice, just named differently, and got a 2 prints of the same thing. so i said, i'm a dumbass, and pulled the guy aside. (keep in mind, these images need to be framed and turned in by tomorrow) so i pull him aside and i say buddy, is there any way i can get the correct image by tonite. he says, i'm sorry man, we're really backed up cuz of our machine being broken, there's not much i can do. so i said, listen, i've got the correct image on a cd in my pocket, if you can get it printed and in my hands tonite, there's a twenty dollar bill with your name on it. he says, i'm sorry i can't accept bribes. and i said, seriously man, i'm graduating in a week, my show's gotta be up tomorrow, can this happen. he thought about it and said, i'll call you tonite when its ready and he gives me a wink. so i winked back, handed him the cd, and walked out the door. 3 hours later, i get the call. i drive up to wawa, get a cup of freshly brewed coffee, take a 20 out of the ATM and make my way to the print shop. he shows me my print, i say it looks great, and like the smooth mother fucker i am, i cooly slid that 20 right across the counter and he pocketed it then and there. the point is, people, bribes work. my shit is framed and i'm on cloud 9.
that man is a gentleman and a scholar. thank you tom from kinkos, you are amazing.
like i said, gangster.