So, every Friday I go to lunch with my peeps in purchasing and have been doing so for 1.5 years now. Today’s ride to lunch was exceptionally "interesting". In the car was Connie (driver), Gene, Tonia, and me (front passenger seat). The restaurant we were going to was the Three Rivers Pizza and Ice Cream Restaurant on Strawberry Plains. Connie decided to take the back way (country road from hell) to the restaurant today. As we were driving along she pointed out a field where an ex-employee had her wreck. Apparently Juanita was not paying attention to the road since she was looking for lipstick or possibly gum in her purse while driving. There was a short debate on whether it was lipstick or gum, but it definitely had something to do with the mouth or lips.
Anyway, Connie, Tonia, and Gene are all looking at the field and not the road. Well, I looked at the road and screamed "CONNIE STOP, STOP, TURKEYS STOP!!!!!" Apparently, it was "TURKEYS" that made Connie slam on the breaks. 10 feet in front of us was a gaggle of wild turkeys (and not the good stuff either). There were about a dozen of these ugly brown turkeys crossing the road from one farm field to another. Connie got impatient with their slow speed and blasted the horn at them. Now, the turkeys are freaking out flapping their wings and don’t know where to go, so Connie keeps honking at them. Finally they fly into the field and get out of the road.
After a good laugh, the native Tennesseans in the car inform me that if we had hit them we could take them home and smoke them…I think they were only half kidding.
I will be laughing for days on this experience, oh, the pizza was great!
– Lisa Lounsbery