I Can Verify Everything

Let me give you a little background of Jeff Stricker. He is 38 years old, married and has 3 children, scratch that 4 (he has an 18 year old daughter). He was and was born on 5th and Cleveland (for those inside 270, you know what this means). He is proud to have graduated from Linden High School, not verified yet. His name is Jeff Stricker, but goes by Striker. It took me about 3 to 4 months to find out the Jeff Striker is a gay porn star (don’t ask how I found out).
Jeff had worked in our warehouse for 18 months. He did such a good job sucking up; our boss thought he would be a wonderful addition to our sales team. And this is where our story begins...

His first day began with him asking me in all honesty, “Do I need to make a copy for myself, and fax the original?” After we let his first little hiccup slide, me and a couple of the sales guys were showing him the ropes. He was calling customers and introducing himself and letting them know he would be their new salesman. Immediately we decided that there was no way he could go by the name Jeff. We already had a Jeff working here and didn’t want to burden ourselves with asking which Jeff they needed to speak with. We tossed around a couple of ideas. Finally Paul had asked what his middle name was, he responded with Charles. "You're Chuck!” Paul exclaimed, and he has been referred to as Chuck ever since.
Next order of business was his business cards. This seemed like a pretty simple task, name, phone, address, you know, the basics. When finishing the final touches to his card and showing him the proof to see if there is anything he would like to change, he explains his fathers name is Chuck and wanted to know if there was a way to avoid confusion. I suggested that sometime people who go by their middle name put their first initial at the beginning of their name. He decided to go with J. “Chuck” Stricker, and as the one facilitating this business card operation I also decided to add a "Jr." at the end for good measure.
About a month went by and not hearing much more of the business card, Chuck comes in after one of the holidays and was not happy. Over the holiday he was showing off his cards (probably passing them out to friends and family) his father comments on the name "J. Chuck". He said it sounded like a new bread of rodent similar to a chipmunk or a squirrel. He reveals the story to us and we continue to call him "J. Chuck" for the remainder of the day. This continues for the following week but had transformed to something even more entertaining. It went from "J. Chuck" to "J. Chunk" and variations of "Gay Chuck". To this day that name that appears on my speed-dial is simply "Chunk".