over lunch and the guy next to me is returning a TV. The lady behind the counter asks him what's wrong with it and he tells her the screen is cracked. Her follow up is "it was cracked when you got it home?" He replies "it was fine until Saturday night when the refs and Bill Self screwed us out of the tournament. I threw the remote and it accidentally hit the screen".
The guy was at least 50 and the look the return lady had was priceless. Not wanting to let an opportunity like this to slide by I asked him how the refs had screwed them. He started a rant on all the ticky tack fouls called on ku and particularly the 5th foul on their guard.
It's really great fun to ask questions and appear sympathetic to help these a-holes relive their misery. I tried to make him feel better by reminding him basketball season would be here again in just 7 months.
This is a fun time living in KC.
The guy was at least 50 and the look the return lady had was priceless. Not wanting to let an opportunity like this to slide by I asked him how the refs had screwed them. He started a rant on all the ticky tack fouls called on ku and particularly the 5th foul on their guard.
It's really great fun to ask questions and appear sympathetic to help these a-holes relive their misery. I tried to make him feel better by reminding him basketball season would be here again in just 7 months.
This is a fun time living in KC.
