While in Seattle this past weekend, I found myself in FAO Schwartz. The salesman, I quickly learned, was a MASTER storyteller. Apparently, he’s also his family’s historian and maintains all the family records and stories because he’s “excellent with remembering names and dates.” He told me a handful, maybe in case I didn’t believe him.
Anyway, after a few stories were told, I asked to tape him. Normally when I ask this, people become camera shy. But oh no. Not this guy. It was almost as if he had been waiting for his big break for years. Without further ado, I present the story of T-Rex fraternity disappointment:
