When I worked at the dealership, our exec's got to drive demo's (naturally), and the General Manager (GM) was driving a Lincoln Town Car. I pulled the RO to do the safety inspection/LOF, and after I was done, passed it on to the detail shop.
About 20 minutes later, one of the detailing kids comes to my stall and asks if I saw the pictures. I said, "What pictures?" He says, "like you don't know."
Now I'm super curious, 'cause he's got a pie-eating grin on his face...I walk to the detail shop with him, and the rear seat cushion is removed, and there's a pile of Polaroids...looks like someone had a good time at the bachelor party.
The GM still works there (as far as I know) and was an "upstanding, wholesome family man." We couldn't make out faces in the pic's (other than the chick's), but if it was him, he won't be earning his wings anytime soon...
