It’s not just you. Bob Wellington creeps everyone out. It could be the anal probe in his briefcase, or his invasive laugh that triggers widespread public discomfort and a “fight or flight†response in animals and newborn babies. An eternal pessimist, blatant sexist, and occasional nudist, Bob gets slapped a lot. He spends most of his time selling surgical supplies at medical conventions around the country, which is why Bob stays in a lot of Ramada Inns on the company dime. That suits Bob just fine, because he is a cheap bastard – his wallet is actually secured shut with a “Grip C†clamp screw compressor. His idea of the perfect evening is a meal at the hotel restaurant, where he “works the room†sharing stories of his biggest surgical tubing sales before retiring to his room to read the local paper and make inappropriate comments aloud to no one...
