Not that his would actually happen to anyone...
Lets say that it is pretty close to your birthday. A birthday that is one step closer to being old. Not that anyone would notice...
Perhaps it rained the night before and the sky is cloudy and dark.
Suppose that a 4 a.m. you had been awakened by dogs barking and discovered the neighbor's horses in your wife's flowerbeds. Suppose that because you are lazy and your wife didn't seem to care all that much, you noted that 1. you did not have the neighbor's phone number, 2. eventually they would discover the horses were missing and look for them, 3. the corral gate has been busted for 5 years, 4. if you call the sheriff you will have to wait for him to arrive, and 5. if they get hit by a car we will never speak of this again-and you go back to bed.
Suppose, that your employee arrives early and you give him a job and away he goes. Suppose that you are still just a little depressed by those clouds and your own mortality and so in a moment of clarity you decide to forget work and go fishing. Something you have never really done before, at least in any recent memory. A conscious decision to just flat out skip work. After all it has just rained and the sky is gray and it is perfect weather for catching one of those bass you see lurking in the deep water behind the log in the river.
So... remember this is all just hypothetical... you grab your fishing pole and sneak out to your pickup-only to see your hard working and some what older neighbor driving by. He is so amazed to see you carrying a fishing pole on a Monday morning that he does a double take, slows down and waves.
Now just suppose your daughter was given a old and rather neurotic German Shepherd who worries a lot about guns and imagines that things like fishing poles could be a gun and is so weird and uptight that she never looks where she is going and tends to walk out into the middle of the road, as she was a town dog.
Continuing with this hypothetical situation, the next thing you hear is the dull thunk of a dog hitting a pickup truck because the idiot dog walked in front of the truck and the driver was looking at you because you were obviously ditching work to go fishing and now he just hit your dog.
So... if that dog lay wheezing in the middle of the road with one eye popped out of her skull do you call the vet and get an examination or do you shoot the dog? Would that be ironic that the dog was so afraid of a fishing pole being a gun that it wandered into the road and injured itself beyond repair and so had to suffer the fate it so feared? Or would it be ironic that you just nursed the dog you really kind of dislike-because of it's pathetic neurosis, back to health after if nearly died this summer only to have it walk in front of a truck and die?
And, is it true that you could get large fines and possible jail time for shooting your own dog?
Keep in mind this is purely hypothetical and I could never image this sort of story line happening in real life. At least not to any NORMAL HUMAN BEING!!!!
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Sorry about the dog.
ReplyDeleteDid you catch the "Big One"?
Hypothetically speaking, it sounds like the beginning of a really bad day! I hope it got better, and happy birthday to your old self.
ReplyDeleteYour mistake was not getting a jug of whiskey and going back to bed.
ReplyDeleteSorry you had to go through that.
ReplyDeleteUgh. That sucks. Don't know what else to say.
ReplyDeleteHope the rest of the rest of the week goes better.
Happy (belated) Birthday!
Hypothetically speaking...
ReplyDeleteBobby, that evening I almost hooked a small bass and lost my two lures. I hooked a tree and my helper lost the other one.
Notallthatfrumpy, it was not that great a day. I will soon be approaching middle age. Unlike yourself who I am sure looks not a day past 22.
Gorges, funny story about that, perhaps later...
Muddy, hypothetically speaking!
Orin, thanks, actually it is not a belated Birthday.
Hypothetically, those of us who are of pre digital vintage should be able to turn our odometer back. Not that resale value is helped much.
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