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Date Posted: 00:29:32 08/09/01 Thu
Author: Juanita Cooley
Subject: Before you get me kicked off of ebay, I have a story to tell.
In reply to: Ever Ready 's message, "Still Suspended" on 09:48:46 08/08/01 Wed

After working in a Ford plant in New England for many years, I finally retired in 1999. I had a long and fulfilling career with Ford and it afforded me, a single mom in Mystic, CN to send both of my beautiful children through college.

In my final position at the assembly line, it was my job to ensure that the door mouldings from all new police cars ordered with option code "DMA" (front door moulding delete)had the mouldings packaged and shipped loose in the trunk. While it wasn't the most demanding assignment I'd been entrusted to handle, it was my job none the less and Quality is Job 1.

When I retired, my assembly line co-workers threw me a lovely party and gave me a Ford Police Vehicles ball cap that I loved to wear everyday.

Last Fall while vactioning in Daytona Beach, I was approached by a man in an old, primer colored beater that looked as if it may have been an taxicab in its heyday. A portly sort of man with a thick East Coast accent was driving the old cab and pulled up along side my tan Lincoln Town Car and began asking me about my cherished Ford hat that I was wearing.

I explained that it had been my favorite retirement gift from my job on the police car assembly line. He then flashed some sort of badge and said I had to come peacefully along with him. I said that would be fine as long as I made it back to the timeshare condo I was staying in by 8pm because I didn't want to miss the Neil Diamond special on cabletv that night.

Anywho, we went back to some house on a corner somewhere southwest of Daytona Beach and he came out with a camera with a huge lens and began taking close-up pictures of my hat and the logo, all the while mumbling incoherently about cowards and hatemongers, whatever they are. After about 45 minutes, he said I was dismissed and I took that to mean I could leave. I made it back in time to see only the last 10 minutes of the Neil Diamond special.

Next thing I know, it's March of 2001, I just got back from the clinic for cataract surgery when the owner of the condo I rented in Florida last fall is calling me with an important message from "that cab driver guy with a badge". So I call him and he tells me about some police hat he's selling on ebay. I figured I'd go take a look at it since he said it was an authorized genuine Ford product. Let me tell you, it wasn't easy reading trying to go through that lengthy description of the item filled with bad words and rambling on about Ditzler paints and clearcoats and the like. Let me tell you, I worked there and that's NOT the paint we used. I don't know what he was babbling about.

I put in a bid and bought one of those hats of his. It wasn't cheap. For a senior citizen on a fixed income, that hat was a lot of money. The hat finally arrived after about a month and a half and my vision was finally starting to get better after the surgery. As the days went by, my eyesite got clearer and I began to see that this hat was not as authentic as he had said it was. In fact, my hat still had the Wal-Mart orange clearance price tag "was $4.79 NOW $3.25" sticker under the bill and there was what appeared to be dried hot glue oozing through the mesh into the inside of the cap.

I attempted to contact him about the cheap hat, and then I soon had the Ford Pension Board calling me saying they were investigating me for complaints of conduct unbecoming of a former Ford employee.

I have since found REAL Ford Police Vehicle two-color hats on ebay that are the genuine article. They are sold to raise money for a worthy cause and are worth every penny, unlike what I've wasted my limited funds on with that crook in Florida.

As a result, I've also sold off my portion of the Florida timeshare and I'm looking into getting out of this dump (Mystic) and finally moving somewhere nice like California.

I'm thinking about somewhere in Ventura County.

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Give my mother her money back, you glue-gun freak -- Juan Cooley, 10:49:32 08/09/01 Thu