I wonder what this guy’s resume looks like. It would be pretty hard to work this sort of thing into your CV when applying for a job. I imagine you just sound like someone that says Morgan Fairchild is your wife. The old hag in HR isn’t going to have a couple of pianos in the conference room, so she’d can’t give you the piano-moving equivalent of a typing test. Maybe they figure the guy that tells the biggest whopper will be the most fun, and hire him on that basis. Then he does it, and they have to tell him to get back to work, and stop goofing off all the time.

(Thanks to Charles Schneider for sending that one along. I’ve heard he can move Hammond Organs with a Calliope on his back)