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Monday, January 9, 2012
Owl Story - Car Lot Story
Another car lot story, told by a character I once employed. It may, or may not, be true.
At one time, my employer had me running off site sales. I would rent a suitable property, bring in a motor home to use as an office, 50 or so cars and trucks, and hold a five day sale. As part of the staffing, a Indiana couple would fly in and work the sale; George and Gina. George liked his beer, and liked telling stories. This is his Owl story.
George lived in a rural area. One night on the way to his favorite bar, he hit an owl with his truck. Stopping, he found the owl clinging to the truck grill with his talons. Removing his coat, he wrapped the coat around the owl, and put the owl in his truck.
At the bar, he took the owl inside, unwrapped him, and set the owl on the bar. The patrons knew George, and his ways, and accepted the situation as normal (for George). Per George, the owl seemed to accept the situation and started hopping around the bar. George said the owl didn’t want a beer.
Time passed and the Game and Fish folks, along with the county deputy, entered. The owl was removed and taken away to be treated for a damaged wing. George was arrested.
George was unhappy about one issue. He said the owl got out of jail before he did.
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LOL, that is a good one!
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