I have tons of hilarious stories. I wish I could share all of them. Here's one.
One day we had been dragged out of our offices for a rather silly reason (another story in itself) and we were out on the museum grounds. We move around the grounds in golf carts as the property is too big to walk (if you are on a work schedule). So, we had finished up with what we came out for and started back towards our offices. We were all in two golf carts--I was riding shotgun in the first cart. My boss was following in the second. On the way back we passed another cart. I said to my co-worker who was driving, "Who was that? I didn't recognize that guy. Is he another new volunteer?" My co-worker shrugged that he didn't know either. We went further on and then we saw two of our restoration department staff running towards us. One of the guys was nearly 60 while the other was over 70--seeing them running was strange! "Have you seen our golf cart?" one of them yelled. I replied, "No, but I saw some weird guy I didn't recognize in a cart." I looked at my co-worker and told him to punch the accelerator pedal with his foot. With that the great golf cart chase was on!
We caught up with him and he finally and very reluctantly stopped the cart--after I had yelled at him to stop the cart several times. After we had stopped, I told him he needed to step out of the cart. As he climbed out I noticed was that the guy was either drunk or deranged--I have no idea what he said, but by the time he was done saying it all, my boss pulled up with the Resto guys. One of them jumped off the cart and and screamed at the thief "I bet you think you're funny, don't you, mister?" and I thought he was going to punch the thief. So, the other Resto guy pulls the other away and they climb on the cart and prepare to drive off. I then tell the thief that the carts are staff only and he slurred back at me, "Well, I've been called a lot of things in my time, but never staff."
Anyhow, my boss told the guy he was free to walk around but if he caused any more trouble he would be escorted out.
And so ended the great golf cart chase.
We still laugh about "Well, I've been called a lot of things in my time, but never staff."
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