Best in Show
Today was the company car show. Yes, our company has an employee car show every year. There were about 80 cars entered of all types. Everything from little 50cc dirt bikes to a Hearse.
I entered in the off-road and racing class. There were a whopping three cars in the class. Mine, a spec-racer, and an old vw-buggy. During the awards the spec-racer was picked by the judges as best-in-class. I had won this last year so wasn’t too upset. I got to talk to all the former J**pers about their glory days and how much they always wanted a D-90. I figured after they announced the winner in my class that that was it and I had to get back to work so wandered back to my office.
About an hour later a cow-orker dropped by and said congrats. I said, ‘thanks for rubbing in my loss, bastard’. He said, ‘um, you won People’s Choice. Where were you?’ ‘Yeah, right’ was my response. He went back to his office and the show was over so I went down to pull my truck off the ramps I use to twist the suspension. I got to my truck and, sure enough, there was the People’s Choice trophy sitting on my hood. Wow. I beat out fully restored Ford Fairlanes, dozens of Vettes.
I heard the Vette club wasn’t too happy. I spent all of 2 hours cleaning up the truck after I had it out mudding last weekend. The exterior looked decent from 20 feet but up close it was a mess. I had a few pics of it offroading pasted in the window. I talked to a few people and they said they voted for mine because I actually used it for its intended purpose instead of it being a garage queen. Sweet. I’ve taken a first place trophy of some sort in every show I’ve entered.
After all that, I took zero pics of my own truck in the show. I did get some pics of the other cars though.