Today I went home and was helping my mom with some surveys she had to send out for the U of I water quality program, and while I was licking the envelopes, I saw the name of this one guy and where he lived:

Harry George
Climax Rd.

Think about that for a minute.

Now laugh.

Man, I’d hate to be this guy interviewing for a job at a top company or something.

~ Interviewer: What is your name, sir?
~ Mr. George: Harry George.
~ Interviewer: And where do you live?
~ Mr. George: Climax Road.
~ Interviewer: Amusing, Mr. George. Now, what is your address?
~ Mr. George:…Climax Road.
~ Interviewer: Look, sir, we don’t have time for this. I have five more potential employees to interview after you. Now please just tell me your address.
~ Mr. George: Climax Road!
~ Interviewer: Okay, I’ve been more then patient with you, Mr. George. We here at Nike do not look kindly upon such adolescent behavior. Please exit the premises.
~ Mr. George: But…but…

Etc.

No offense to you, Harry George, but I would move.