You should have seen my 4 colored Mohawk! 
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Kyle Munz 
  To: [email protected] 
  Sent: Tuesday, March 17, 2009 7:32 AM
  Subject: [Nighthawk Lovers] Re: Tech Talk


  The great thing about the 80s was that you could wear zebra stripes, big 
hair, crazy makeup, and other weird clothes and still be taken somewhat 
seriously. 

  -Kyle


  On Tue, Mar 17, 2009 at 9:20 AM, Creative Residential Designs 
<[email protected]> wrote:

    I was cute and young...it was the 80's...what can I say??? The only 
leathers I dare wear now are my riding leathers...LOL! HotrodMamma.
      ----- Original Message ----- 
      From: Josh Bowlin 
      To: [email protected] 
      Sent: Tuesday, March 17, 2009 5:21 AM
      Subject: [Nighthawk Lovers] Re: Tech Talk


      sounds like we have a cross dresser in training? HAHAHA jk jk


      On Mon, Mar 16, 2009 at 5:35 PM, Creative Residential Designs 
<[email protected]> wrote:


           I was cruel to the service center managers. One of them kept 
promising
        me a job and then wouldn't return my calls. I actually sat on his desk 
in my
        patent leather pants and wouldn't get off until he hired me. It was the 
best
        decision he ever made.
           Another time I showed up on a cool1948 bicycle that was painted with
        zebra stripes. That wasn't the issue however. The issue was that I was
        wearing a matching zebra-striped outfit. The ladies in the maintenance
        department had a fit about that. The managers, especially the big wig 
paid
        them no mind however. The were too amused by my antics. Without me that
        place was D-U-L-L.
           I showed up in one of my mom's mini skirts another time. It was cute
        with matching undies so that nobody would get offended...except the 
ladies
        in maintenance that is. Fuddy-duddies they were.
           The big wig finally agreed to pull me into his office for a chat 
about
        the matter (just to shut up those old girls). I went into his office 
with a
        pad and paper like I was his secretary, perched myself onto the corner 
of
        his desk, crossed my legs with pen and paper at the ready and chirped 
"Yes
        Mr. Traska???" He fell into a gale of laughter and forgot what he 
supposed
        to talk to me about. We chatted for awhile and he sent me back to 
customer
        service. He lied to the old gals and told them he was stern with me.
           The outfit I wore next put that one to shame. It was Halloween 
however
        so I got away with it again.....HotrodMamma.

        ----- Original Message -----
        From: "Gene Henry" <[email protected]>
        To: <[email protected]>

        Sent: Monday, March 16, 2009 3:44 PM
        Subject: [Nighthawk Lovers] Tech Talk


        >
        > I was a customer Service and Repair Manager for about 30 years at 
Sears.
        > If
        > a customer at the counter demanded a "man" to answer their question,  
the
        > girls knew I would always ask them to confirm my opinion before 
giving the
        > final decision to the customer, as in "it kinda sounds like the timer
        > motor,
        > don't you think, "Susie counter clerk"?  Everyone loved it - except 
maybe
        > the unknowing customer.
        >
        > Gene
        > I woulda' hired you, MSM!!!!!!!!
        >
        >
        > ----- Original Message -----
        > From: "Creative Residential Designs" <[email protected]>
        > To: <[email protected]>
        > Sent: Monday, March 16, 2009 4:27 PM
        > Subject: [Nighthawk Lovers] Re: *shakes fist*
        >
        >
        >>
        >>    I worked in Customer Service for Sears Service Center in Boise, 
Idaho.
        >> It was standard procedure to go through a step by step tech manual 
with a
        >> customer on their non-working appliances. In many cases of course it 
was
        >> something that the customer did to cause the problem. Most of them 
were
        >> hysterical though and wouldn't listen to the girls in Customer 
Service.
        >> They
        >> wanted a technician to talk to and they wanted one NOW!!!!
        >>    I have a deep voice and sounded like a dude, so it became 
"standard
        >> procedure" to put me on as a "technician". I would go through the 
same
        >> manual, same procedure as the other girls would have and in most 
cases
        >> would
        >> help them fix their own problem. The only problem would come later 
(if
        >> the
        >> problem didn't get cured) when they wanted that "technician" that 
they
        >> spoke
        >> to earlier to be the one to come out and actually fix their 
appliances.
        >> They
        >> would have been sorely disappointed in my skills.
        >> HotrodMamma.
        >
        >
        > >
        >





  

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