This is from our Canadian husband and wife team, Ken and Becky Berry....
Picture if you will, a hot humid Georgia summer day. There is no breeze, just a few white puffy clouds. A driver and his wife entertain the agents office staff while waiting to load. To much laughing for a Friday? Never. They cannot get labor even though booked in advance. Has to be a month end thing. Why yes it is. Crap. Backed into the rear of the building in what is an old whse bldg with dirt floors and no power servicess. Interesting. So after seeting up boards outta the back end of the trailer, this charming couple begin to load in what will be an unforgettable moment in time.
Picture if you will, a hot humid Georgia summer day. There is no breeze, just a few white puffy clouds. A driver and his wife entertain the agents office staff while waiting to load. To much laughing for a Friday? Never. They cannot get labor even though booked in advance. Has to be a month end thing. Why yes it is. Crap. Backed into the rear of the building in what is an old whse bldg with dirt floors and no power servicess. Interesting. So after seeting up boards outta the back end of the trailer, this charming couple begin to load in what will be an unforgettable moment in time.
This particular shipment has mounds and mounds of, Little Tyke Toys. Not a drivers favorite but otay for stuffers. It's 3 PM and dirty heat. The driver is attempting to dismantle a Little Tyke basketball net. After numerous attempts of standing on the base and weaving and bending it almost to the floor to pop the base off, the heat of the day is takeing its toll. Some unrulely words, sometimes loud, and sometimes very loud. He realizes he needs help so he call's his better half and the two of them are now swinging and swaying on this little tiny base to pop off. To no avail they decide pulling instead of bending may be the answer. They are both standing and balancing on the base. He is bent over and has a firm grasp at the base of the net. She is bent over and has a handle on the mid way point. With a mighty heave they put everything they have into it and, WHAM, success. The pole came outta the base and the wife hit the wall and collapse to the floor. Took a few seconds for him to think what the hell just happened and OMG. As the pole popped outta the base, his elbow came up, and he means full force, and nailed her rite in the eye socket. Out cold for about 3 seconds and by the time she was landing on the floor he was right there thinking, holy crap. Then trying not to laugh, gets her to her feet and gets her into the darkness of the whse and puts ice out of the cooler on her eye. It only took a few minutes but it swelled up HUGE.
She regains her composure, and has been advised to stay in the dark as the lightness of the day just made it water more. So, as she stood in the dark and the driver restarted to load, a few of the boys return from there job and were now questioning her about her eye. It was rite at that moment the driver asked her to bring something onto the truck, when she decided to say to the boys, "I gotta go and give this to him before he hits me again". The driver had no idea what was about to come. One very large man came strolling up the walk boards at a good pace, emptied handed. The driver says, "Hey man, don't come up empty handed, that'll cost a six pack". he got within ten feet of the driver when his wife came screaming into the truck yelling, "NOOOOO-NOOOOOO", knowing what was about to happen. He stopped just short of the driver and now 2 men face to face, one clench fisted and the other smilen away. yet neither had a clue of what the hell is going on.
Naturally she informs the gentleman that she was kidding and it was an accident while the driver stood there with a bewildered look on his face of, "are you kidding me, do you have any idea that he could put me into another orbit cause I never would seen it coming". The wife cracked a smile, the three of them laughed, and the driver thought-I could have actually been part of the load, the big man thought-I would have made him part of the load, and the wife thought-yup, that was a good one.
Wifes, ya gotta love em
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