I'll toss in one of my own:
BEFORE: "I'm stopping at the Jones Brothers garage to pick up the Porsche. I used to know them in high school. What a bunch of losers; all four of them!
They were learning how to fix cars while I was named "Most Likely to Succeed". Now it's twenty years later and they own this crummy garage, and I am a $200,000 a year investment banker. My SOCKS cost more than they make in a day! But they do know engines!
When I dropped off the car they recognized me. They started joking. They said they always resented me back in high school. They told me they would find a way to bring me down off my high horse and turn me from an executive into a grease monkey!
ME! A GREASE MONKEY! In a $2,000 suit, $100 tie, cufflinks and Italian shoes! I asked them how they planned to do it? They said they would steal my wallet and my identity and take all of my savings and sell all my stocks; then they would ruin my credit; then they would take my car and office keys and my briefcase, take my suit and tie, and even take the Italian shoes right off my feet; then they would stuff me with junk food, teach me to talk like a Bubba and put me to work as their assistant.
They really put a lot of thought into this crazy joke!
I joked with then too, and told them I would never do menial work. What a bunch of jokers they are! What can you expect? Gotta go - I'm at the garage...."
AFTER: six months later: "They're using my Ferragamo wingtips for a spittoon. Some people wait a long time for revenge..."
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