OPG3's 1,500th Post...
This is totally "off the wall" and absolutely has nothing to do with routers or woodworking in any way. Back in the late 1980's, I was crippled due to an earlier fall. I was able to do Structural Engineering work and for several years stayed in-office.
We had a guy from Venezuela - his name was Ernesto. Just like my friend on the Router Forums "Alexis" (aka Papasombre), he was one of the nicest people that I've ever met. Ernesto was your poster guy for "tall, dark and handsome". Ladies were drawn to him like iron filings to a magnet. Honestly, it was very common when a group of us (mainly men) would go out for lunch, that young ladies would simply walk-up and introduce themselves to him. Often many of these ladies would even walk-up with their names and numbers and present them to him after verifying that he was single.
Ernesto came from a "very well-to-do" family that had a lot of money and resources. He was also extremely well educated. One day, Ernesto shared some photos with several of us guys in the structural department: His Dad, His Mom, His Siblings, His Numerous Girlfriends (from Venezuela) and a few houses. I inquired about one of the houses and he simply replied "Yes - it is on our property" (it was a nice-looking house). Then there was this mansion, but when we came-by it Ernesto wasn't available for our questions - so we all assumed it was something akin to the Governor's Mansion. Later in the day one of the ladies in our office asked Ernesto what size was his home in Venezuela? His answer was 1,000 square feet. We all then figured what we saw was his house "on their property".
A few days later, Ernesto received via email some photos from his parents 40th anniversary. The house that we thought was a Governor's Mansion was behind his Mom and Dad in the photos. I said, "Your family must really be good friends with the Governor". Ernesto asked why I asked that? I explained my train of thought that was shared by my coworkers. Ernesto's reply was embedded in laughter as he said, "Oh no - that is my parent's home!" Being the SMART A** that I am, I said, "It must only be 4 feet deep from front to back!"
Ernesto got really serious and asked why I would say something so seemingly sarcastic! My reply was simple, "Ernesto - last week you told us that your parent's home was 1,000 square feet!" Ernesto then smiled and laughed as he replied, "Oh is that what I told you? I meant 1,000 square meters - per floor. That little house was one of the servant quarters."
Never before have I seen a group of about 7 or 8 engineers reach for their calculators so fast to calculate the square footage of a house that was 3,000 square meters!
True story, None of the names were changed.
Otis Guillebeau from Auburn, Georgia
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