February 18th, 2011 | 
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Most helpful customer reviews 4 of 4 people found the following review helpful. 1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. 2 of 3 people found the following review helpful. I needed a picture that said sophisticated, well travelled, yet still able to kick butt. This poster took care of the first two but the last one would be tricky. So I will tell people that I picked up the poster in Italy while there for a karate tournament. My plan was flawless and worked like a charm. Men wanted to buy me lunch from the snack machine, women would bring me coffee, and as I approached the copier people would part like the Red Sea. The alpha male of cubicle city had emerged. The Venice Bridge poster print had made me King. My world crashed on April 1, 2012. A day etched in my memory forever. An angry customer came in and was ranting and raving, threats were made. Violence was coming. The sheep turned to the King for answers… or butt kicking if necessary. I approached angry man with calmness and the confidence of a panther in a chicken coop. He was a large man, red with anger, and I was his enemy. What he did not know was the only karate I knew was from watching every Walker Texas Ranger episode 14 times. That Chuck Norris was one bad dude. Reasoning was not working, it was time for action. I decided to go for intimidation. I slowly took off my shoes and socks hoping he had just recently seen the movie Billy Jack… fail. I needed something else. I decided to slowly tie a bandana around my head like the karate kid. I had no bandana and the only thing available was one of my socks now sitting on the counter in front of me. This did not work either. I now stood in front of a large angry man… barefoot with a sock tied around my head. I looked at my co-workers. They all had cell phones held up for recording purposes. The time was now; I swung my leg up like I was playing kickball on the playground. Missed, screamed like a 4 year old girl and grabbed a handful of his hair. The next 3 minutes were a blur. He destroyed me up like a starving fat man on the world’s last Twinkie. It was a massacre. He took my sock headband as a trophy before he left. I finished the day bruised, broken, and with one sock on. The next day my Venice poster was gone and in its place was a picture of someone’s butt made on the same copy machine I once ruled. I had to quit my job from humiliation and shame. Too bad, the health benefits would have come in handy after the beating I took. |
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