Hi, my name is Satan!

Once upon a time ago, while my husband was working at Cummins Onan, he worked in a section where he built the housing for generators - which were between the size of a small pickup truck and a
cargo van. One day, because he was pretty much the only person who worked in that area full time,
his boss Roger brought over a new temp to be trained in Hubby's department.

James was having one of those days where he just did not give a damn what anyone thought. Roger was showing the temp around, and James realized that he was going to have to train in someone, so he walked over to them, and Roger said: "This is who will be training you in -" 

James cut him off, stepping forward with his hand out and - completely straight faced - said: "Hi nice to meet you. Name's Satan; welcome to Hell. If you'll follow me, I'll show you where we torture the souls." And then he began walking away - still completely straight faced. At this point, Roger had his hand over his eyes, turned and started walking away; mumbling, leaving the new trainee looking back and forth between them in confusion and apprehension.

James stopped, turned back to the temp, and - a beckoning motion - said: "Come, I have such things to show you." He now tells me that if you don't get the reference, to go watch the Hellraiser movies, lol!

At some point, I hope to get hubby to record his anecdotes in his own voice so you can hear the funny voices and strange noises he makes, lol! But for now, please enjoy his experiences written down as he tells them to me :-)