Fat Man In A Little Truck

One day as I sat at my register reading up on the latest games when I looked I was amazed at what pulled up in the parking lot. A man in a truck. This truck looked like nothing I had ever seen. This rust and dent covered truck was only about three and a half feet tall. Naturally I laughed, like any normal human being would. But little did I know what was about to happen. An old Fat angry man busted in the door making a B line straight for the back table, saying “ I want to talk to a tech”. He ran like an overstuffed penguin with a cane in one hand. I tried to stop him assuring him that I was a tech. He threw down a piece of paper with a few random words scrabbled on it and said “What does this mean”. Having absolutely no idea what he was talking about I began to ask him a few simple questions. He than began to rant and rave about how he had worked day and night trying to get this stuped hard drive working and how no one in the store was smart enough to help him. He then began to become so angered that he started to dance waving his arms in the air. (can you picture an over fattened angry penguin doing that? Well thats what it looked like)He than began to demand to talk to a nerd. Fearing for my life I yelled at Richard in the back to see if he could figure out what the man was talking about. Walking up Richard said “calm down” and than began to try and figure out what exactly the problem was. He was so excited about his problem and talking so fast and loud, that my manager could not even tell him how to fix it. Finally he told the frantic old man “Be quiet” and explained how to solve the problem.