Genetic Gullibility Disorder
Gullibility is something people are born with, you either have it genetically imprinted or not. That’s my belief anyway and I used to constantly search for people victims with this strange genetic disorder.

About twenty years ago I was attending a training course on Offshore Instrumentation which was conducted in Montrose Scotland and was in fact a pretty good course. Loads of skill sets and theory were introduced, discussed and practiced and I remember pretty well all that I learned even today.

As one of the “older” participants, having worked offshore for ten years previously, I was given the task off team leader and was supposedly to offer my experience to my group during the coursework.

One of the team members was a young local kid, 18 years old and very definitely a person who suffered from the “GGD” (Gullibility Gene Disorder) and being the twunt that I am I had decided that at some point I would “get him”

Interlude, during my stay I met (and exchanged bodily fluids) with a nurse at the local medical centre who’s father managed an Oilfield Supply Store in town and a plan was hatched.

It was a Wednesday morning, we were using stainless steel tube with very small diameters to connect sensing systems which, in the event of an emergency would shut the oil wells down and make sure that the platform offshore was safe. Fiddly work was the order off the day, bending these tubes and hooking all connections correctly and in accordance with very specific engineering diagrams.

Our “GGD” candidate had been assigned a task and I ensured that he did not have enough of this special tubing to finish his task, which led to him asking for more material just before coffee break.

I suggested that he take one of the company trucks, go to the supply store and obtain some more tubing as we had no more stock in the workshop.

A note was made, ensuring that he did not forget what was required and off he went in search off “ 20 feet of 1/8” Outside Diameter Fallopian Tube”

Swift phone call to the nurse’s father, he was in on the joke immediately and when the poor bugger arrived at the store was informed that he had shipped the last of it to the local medical centre, but they may have some left over which he could borrow.

Cue second phone call this time to the nurse, she liked the scam and when the victim arrived she told him that the medical centre had sent the tubes to the local psychiatric hospital and she was sure that they had some spare.

No more phone calls, stupid bugger drives up to the “Loony Bin” and asks the receptionist if they have any spare fallopian tubes. This raised an outraged response with Senior Nursing Staff and the police called to deal with the “intruder”

Two hours later after I was also questioned by the cops he was let go…I also learned that preying on peoples gullibility does not always result in laughter. (Still pissing myself laughing twenty years later as he recounted what happened at the mental health establishment with old ladies almost fainting and other nurses hurling abuse at his insensitivity)
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