VW cars are quite lovely
A lot of times I get asked what it’s like to be on the road all the time. What are some of the people like, etc. So I thought I would share a funny story that a buddy of mine was telling us over lunch.
First of all, when I say “a buddy of mine” it is not some nod and wink thing where I’m really talking about a personal experience. This is just a story that a friend of mine let me record while he was saying it, and I put it into text.
Some background to make this make a little more sense:
He is from England so read it with that in mind. Also, this story came from nowhere. We were talking about how well VW cars retain their value over time and he pipes up and begins telling this story that was too good not to record.
With that in mind… Here’s an entertaining story, that has little to do with Volkswagen cars, and more to do with the personality of one of my crew mates.
“In my front room we’ve got a wrap around glass window. It goes all the way around the front room. This one night we stayed up, me and the Mrs., watching films and [stuff]. We don’t really ever stay up. It was about half one in the morning. And we had the blinds about 3/4 of the way down, to where you could just see the bottoms out the windows. And we just saw feet…going past the house, through the back door, the back garden.
So I jumped out, I jumped up and went out the front door in my short and vest, and was like,
“yo, what [explicative], are you doin”
And he turns ‘round an jumps over [the fence], and we live next to a school, like a school play area. An so he jumps over our fence into play garden, an runs off. So I was like…thats it, got my car keys, jumped my VW Polo, that I had at the time. Real low car. Drove round the other side of the school and I found him, an I pull up next to him. And he was on my drivers side. so I shouted to him,
“What [explicative] where you doing in me garden!”
And he didn’t speak, and he turned and went back around towards my house, behind me. So I spun round and he was on my passenger side.
“Oi you, you tell me right now, what [explicative] where you doing in my back garden!”
So he punched my car door and ran off, forwards. Ran in front of my car to the other side of the road. I slammed it into first, and just plowed it into him about 30[mph]. An he hit my, uh, front right hand side window, by my wheel arch. An he bounced right off on it, and then it flung him off, and he got back up… So I got up out the car and I leveled him. Just absolutely tanned him. But I left my phone in the passenger seat of my car, so I’m like, at this point I’m like 50 meters away from my car.
So I ran, and he’s kind of like semi conscious, so I punched him a few more times, so he went unconscious, ran back to my car. Got my phone, ran back to him, just as he just started to come round. And I punched him again, and rang the police, and then just sat on him as the police came, and, uh, anyway, the police took him away.
And so the next day the police come to me house and say,
“Erm, we had to take him to hospital, erm and we know that you had punched him, thats fine, you know, you were fighting for your house, and you broke his nose. Erm, but he was complaining that you had run him over… And we had to take him, cause his knee had swoll up. It’s not broken but his knee is swolled right up…”
And I went,
“Yeah, uh, I think he kicked the car, when he punched it as well, so he might’ve jarred his knee.”
An they were like,
“yeah ok, we’re writing that down.”
And thats it, they took my word for it. And he had to pay for the damage of my car, and for everything. So, he literally paid me to run him over….. But VW cars are quite lovely.”
Just a funny little story to show a glimpse of some of the people I work with. Never a dull moment.