In Quest Of

While at work Tuesday, Ole Boy called and said,

“You got time to hear something funny?"

Let me back up a few days.   Since Peppy got sick, we’ve had some changes in our daily routine.   Ole Boy takes him for a walk most every morning now.    He mentioned to me that Peppy was “doing his business” in others’ yards.   I figured that we didn’t need to let that go on, so I suggested we get some of the poop scoop bags, and Ole Boy could “finish the business” in our trash can at home.   

Back to Tuesday’s phone call.   I said, 

 “Sure, tell me something funny.”

He proceeded to tell me this story (paraphrased):  “I was already dressed for work, you know, when I took Peppy for a walk.   He did his thing, and when I scooped it up in the bag, I just hung it from my belt so that I could deposit it in the trash when I got back to the house."     (It’s a small, black plastic bag.)  

It was right before lunchtime when I get the phone call.   The walk was hours before….

He continued (still paraphrasing), “So, I was out on a call in a neighboring city, and I was talking to a lady, and my hand brushed up against this ‘thing’ hanging from my belt.   I kept talking to the lady, but my mind is saying, ‘What is this?”  I gave it a little feel, and it hit me what it was!”  

You can imagine.   I was literally cracking up.    I was laughing SO HARD, and when I turned to get a Kleenex, there stood the HR Director, the Asst. HR Director, Payroll Mgr, HR Specialist, Benefits Specialist and the HR Secretary waiting patiently for me to finish my call so that I could share the story.  

Ole Boy said, “These bags must be really strong, I didn’t smell a thing.”    I couldn’t help but wonder if anyone else did!    I asked him what he did when he realized, and he said, “I just excused myself and went to the restroom and got rid of it.”     He told me he had already been to the office, and had been on three calls….

He just might be the talk of two counties around here.