Putting Super-Size Sunday in context was pre-empted by unusual circumstances this afternoon...
I was transacting some paperwork with one of my co-workers when I heard Gene's voice in the lobby, "Where's Andrew, Andrew's gonna want to know this..." With curiousity piqued I met Gene at the door. "You're about to lose a light pole in the parking lot, there's a semi truck about to run it over." And such began an entertaining hour or so of my afternoon today since it was but 30 minutes before classes let out and that of course is the main entrance parents and school buses use for picking up their kids.
The rest of the story... it was the truck driver's first day. He was enroute to the Johnson & Johnson plant to pick up a load, new to the area he apparently missed their entrance and had hoped to turn around in our parking lot. In his words, "he misjudged the turn". He was on the phone with 9-1-1 when I reached him, of course, he couldn't tell them his location. While a tow truck was dispatched the Police arrived. We all stood around and looked at the situation for about 20 minutes just waiting. Then David took a look at things (he's in the white shirt)...
photos courtesy of Elaine
Even the Policemen told him his truck couldn't do it, 'course with David, you tell him something can't be done and that just increases his resolve (see Christmas Walk-Thru, Beach Blast and now At the Hop). So ended an entertaining hour of my afternoon. Who knows what will be next.
The light pole is fine and unscathed, but the berm is ready for spring planting.
NEXT TIME: Putting Super-Size Sunday in Context
