Len Shaner in "Raffle Kerfuffle!"
I'd just like to take this opportunity to point out that neither "The_Knight_Rider" nor "Photographer" (RIP Dave Photographer, Long Live Nichols) ever resurfaced after the electronic enema they suffered here at the Farms. Had they been real people and gave enough of a shit about Len as they "appeared" to, they'd have appealed their anal rape. However, Len is very, very dumb and forgets a lot of the sock names he makes up. I remind you of this fact to share the following.
Like many businesses in the area, we had a fishbowl at customer service and near the exit where a customer could put their business card or personal information inside so they could win a various prize. Sometimes it was half-off a big ticket item or a really good deal on closeout items. One time it was free delivery and in-home appliance set-up. Len, trying to scam, would fill out real names on these cards but Len being Len, he would put his home number on them. Better yet, if it was someone he didn't like, he would scratch off the phone number provided and scribble his own underneath.
Customer Service almost instantly caught on since he kept signing the same stupid number in chicken stratch and decided to play a prank on Len. Picking one of his cards, Customer Service called Len at home. They asked "Is this Mister Such-and-Such?" When Len said yes, Customer Service informed him that he had won a free microwave. They gave the option to ship the microwave to him but if they did, he would have to pay for the shipping costs. Len, believing himself to be a master of disguise, said that would be fine but to ship the microwave to his "home address" and not the one on the business card. They then duct taped a box together and filled it with trash. And when I say trash, I mean trash. Bottom dumpster scrapped trash. The kind of old, wet, dirty diaper sludge that makes you heave.
Days later Len came in visibly angry and would only say he was in a bad mood. There was no one to complain to about trying to game the system. I imagine he could not rid his house of the smell of that box for weeks. We managed to find the real customer Len tried to impersonate and they were delighted to have a new microwave, free of charge.
EDIT: I can't stop reading about Len's literal shit sandwich. LOL my fucking sides. For real though, best hoagies are at the Icehouse in Pottstown. Hands down, yo. They're also 100% shit and autism free.