1e) The Professor

My roommate has a new job at a respected local company. One of her duties is assisting the octogenarian owner of the firm, a street-savvy Brooklynite who appears to be fraying at the edges a bit. Stories about this man (let's call him Len) have been cracking me up for weeks now. Such as:

-Asking my roomie if she could train him on "The Google."

-When his hearing aid went on the blink, calling the manufacturer to get it fixed, then hanging up on them in a huff because (for some reason) he couldn't hear what they were saying.

-Getting in the elevator, wishing my roommate a good weekend, then pushing the alarm button. As the siren blared through the building, Len stood there smiling, waiting for the elevator to take him down. Someone had to tell him what he had done.