it transpires my boss is a complete fiend.The digi TV was installed, but what i didn't know is he was banging the receptionist, not the old manky one that is there for equal oppertunities, but the bang tidy one my mate knicked his Dads SLR camera with the zoom lens, so he could take a pic of her up stairs looking down....we've got it pinned up in the workshop. Oh ****, no we don't, the apprentice took it home on the E55k and thats in a field, with a policeman asking all sorts of pesky questions about insurance, tyre marks, valid driving licence, and alcohol intake. Wooops....
Anyway, transpires my boss is pumping the receptionist, and after getting the car back, he took her out in it. Little does he know, his wife also took the keys to a customers C63, he leaves them lying around his house and tends to take whatever car is going. She follows them, and catches him doing her on the bonnet.....
Its divorce time, and he is shacked up living in the S class, as he's abused his expense account too much and can't sneak another hotel stay on it- still, its got recling rear seats so he should be ok and if not, some mug has brought in an E350cdi estate as its broken down again.....we'll score some warranty work on that one, and the more stuff we can bill MB for, the less questions the boss will ask about the dent on that customers CLK black series.....
Turns out my mate was a dab hand at cleaning, and the boss has found some "mug" stupid enough the buy the car thats seen more action that a turkish brothel, and takes my mate back on the proviso its cleaned up spotlessly so the new owner has no idea about its illicet past