Dave

Today we had some freight delivered, which being one of only 4 available working dudes at the shop, made me learn how to operate a loading dock. I was pouring some coffee and an older gentleman, portly and slightly cross-eyed, walks in the kitchen. He sternly asks me, "Do you guys have any donuts for sale?" I was perplexed at the idea of a random old truck driver walking into a random warehouse asking for donuts. I stammered out to him, "No sir, we aren't a bakery, we make gun silencers. I'm not sure how you mistook that..." and as I was about to show him the door, he smiled and said, "Oh I know. This USED to be a bakery that I delivered to, but I know it's changed...I have some shipments to unload." He just chuckled at the idea of pranking me, because I could tell he doesn't get to prank many people.  I didn't know which is funnier, the fact that I just got had, or that he's such an odd dude and just went out of his way to roam the building until he found someone.  His name is Dave.

Ten minutes after he finishes introducing himself, telling me what shipments he had, led me to realize this guy likes to talk. I mean, he's clocked in and knows he can take his time. It was humorous to see that my life just gets bombarded with talkers...even the ones I don't plan on meeting. (Which is why I think I'm starting to speak less and listen more?) Anyway, he goes out to back the truck in and I walk over to open the bay door only to my surprise, he was standing on the outside of the door waiting to tell me a joke. Some silly question like, "Have you ever seen a one legged man run?" And I chuckled, "No..ha" to which he replied, "Neither have I!" I just about lost it because he was so proud of himself, as if he told the funniest joke in the world. Made me laugh even more in my head - one of those funny random moments where you don't know what to do except just laugh to yourself. (Kind of like when you're walking down an aisle in Target and someone is walking towards you but neither person can decide which way to walk so there's a little dance and exchange of 'Ooops, excuse me haha'...that kind of funny)

The semi backed up, I figured out how to mount the lift from the bay to the semi and move some super heavy palates with a jack. I unloaded the palates and asked him if I needed to sign anything for receiving, and looking straight at me he didn't even answer. He just asked again what it is we produce. I told him, "We make gun silencers and machine all our own parts." He said, "Oh that's interesting.." then proceeded to tell me about his Labrador Terrier mix and how she's mischievous and digs up rocks from the garden. Then he kept referring to his Vet as Dr. Kathy, as if I knew her. It was all very humorous for me and I just listened. Twenty-five minutes later I motioned towards the bay door to close it, not trying to be rude and cut him off, but I needed to get back to my projects. He told me I was the nicest guy he's talked to in a while, which was encouraging. I can't imagine a lot of warehouse workers would be that friendly to a truck driver though.

Anyway, he was a nice guy, but a super wild encounter to say the least. Weird things happen to me sometimes I guess. #storyofmylife