You may, or may not, know that I work in a print shop. For the past 7 or 8 years, I've had a customer who is a little, shall we say, off the beam? He was trained as an RCMP officer, and is a non-practicing lawyer, who has been in psychiatric care numerous times over the years. He has several lawsuits pendng against the Prime Minister of Canada as well as members of the medical community and other governments. He's been writing to heads of state of numerous countries and claims that his "boyfriend" is a well known son of a recently deceased billionaire who will pay all his bills and purchase numerous high priced properties around our town. He's told me that one of those properties (of my choice) will be for me and those I hold dear. And that's only the tip of the iceberg. He's convinced that the world as we know it is coming to an end very soon due to climate change and is "encouraging" people to stock at least 5 years (minimum) of food and supplies to get through the coming cataclysm.
And I just happen to be one of his favourite people.
Today, he brought me a gift. I am now the proud owner of a ventilator mask, sized for a woman. When we unpacked it after I got home from work, John (my husband) unfolded the storage bag that came with it. The bag was infested with maggots. The mask is of no use to me as I wear glasses. I'm flattered but a little freaked out, too.
I've had my share of crazy customers but this one goes above and beyond. But, hey, I have a ventilator mask.
And I just happen to be one of his favourite people.
Today, he brought me a gift. I am now the proud owner of a ventilator mask, sized for a woman. When we unpacked it after I got home from work, John (my husband) unfolded the storage bag that came with it. The bag was infested with maggots. The mask is of no use to me as I wear glasses. I'm flattered but a little freaked out, too.
I've had my share of crazy customers but this one goes above and beyond. But, hey, I have a ventilator mask.