Sometimes I just want to share one of these babies with you guys without all the fuss and hubbub of a long blog post about it. Keeps you guys happy, keeps me from working too hard, keeps the profanity censors off my back… Well not that last one. Still, this one was too juicy to save for a later date. It is kinda rude though… you’ve been warned.
Oh and this one is kind of a two-parter. First up, this slightly ironic public service announcement…
But wait, there’s more! On the other end of the very same bill…
Ouch. Honestly I’m not even sure who gave whom a promotion over this, I think the guy that made this… unique stamp needs to read a grammar style manual. Nevertheless, it did make me curious as to who these men were and why they enraged this citizen to such an extent.
TO GOOGLE!
A quick search of “Gregg Jones” revealed to me a goodreads profile of an acclaimed investigative journalist, who spent his time writing about the Taliban and the Middle-East. I was pretty sure that he didn’t have time to be sucking anyone off, let alone for a promotion up the corporate ladder of Nissan. I revised my search to a narrower “Gregg Jones Nissan.”
Success! Sort of. I discovered an entry on Rutherford County Chamber of Commerce’s website for one Greg Jones, some bigwig in the Smyrna, TN division of manufacturing for Nissan. A LinkedIn profile search revealed to me a Greg Jones: Director of Human Resources and Communications at Nissan North America. I think I found my guy. It does surprise me though, that it took me five minutes to learn this gentleman’s correct name and job, but the disgruntled individual who had a stamp custom made so as to mass produce libel couldn’t be bothered to get it right. Hm. The mystery deepens.
Failing to discover any more insight into the life of Greg(g) Jones, I turned to the Terrible Tribble. Once again I failed to add the all-important “Nissan” to the search query and came to the profile of a semi-popular Christian hipster musician based out of Texas. Like the journalist before him, I was fairly positive he was also not in the business of exchanging promotions for sexual favors, so I revised my search and struck gold.
Kind of. I found two possible leads: A David Tribble who works for the Metro Atlanta Automotive Dealers Association, and a David Tribble listed as a senior production manager for Nissan’s Smyrna branch. The former made me imagine possible clandestine company meetings and illegal corporate deals, but I grew bored with my conspiracy theorizing and decided it was probably the latter.
Though I tried to dig deeper, the trails of these two men grew cold. Jones and Tribble have stayed off the radar, as far as I could tell. This can only mean one thing. The person who defaced the bills (Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I was handed two of them personally by a customer) was an enraged employee who got personally screwed over (in his mind) by these guys. Possibly passed up for promotion? Who knows. All I can say is, I doubt our friend George Washington would have approved of his likeness being stamped with that kind of message.
Thanks for reading this episode of Money Memos! If you liked it, feel free to look at my other posts about the crazy things people do to money or even at my other posts about other topics, which are all pretty crazy themselves. Have fun, and I’ll see you all next time…
Cineri Gloria Sera Venit 
Holy cow! This world is the strangest place. Who has a stamp made up saying this stuff?!?!?! It is a hoot you received these and did the research. Will you ever see the customer again, do you think–could he have been the one? This is just too darned interesting! Your money memos are awesome, by the way…
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Who knows? He might have been. All I can say is, he must have way too much time on his hands.
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