What The Truck Are You Talking About?

I’ve been working reception at this auction house for about three weeks, and today I had a truck driver come in to collect a client’s purchase. As I’m getting the paperwork ready, we’re having a casual chat about the weather.

Truck Driver: “It’s hot in this office!”

Me: “Is it still chilly outside?”

Truck Driver: “Not too chilly, but windy.”

Me: “Yeah, it always seems to be windy in this area.”

Truck Driver: “You know why, right?”

Me: *Not sure where this is going.* “I’m really not sure.”

Truck Driver: “Well, you’re right near the airport here, you’ve got all those planes around!”

Me: *Confused.* “I don’t think the planes cause wind.”

Truck Driver: “Haven’t you heard about chemtrails?

At this point, I see where he’s going. I try hard not to roll my eyes, but there is definitely an eye-roll in my voice when I say:

Me: “Yeah, I’ve heard about chemtrails.”

I’ve finished up his paperwork, and I hand it to him and send him on his way, then the other receptionist says to me:

Receptionist: “He’s in here all the time, he’s always full of crap like that. I was looking anywhere but at him, so he couldn’t draw me in!”

…Well, thanks for leaving the nutcase for me to deal with!