OT? Troubles with winter

While we are all busy playing with our puters instead of getting things done outside in the cold we tell stories.

So a couple of friends of mine years ago pulled into a farmers yard, and of course 20 below and the wind was a cranking the snow around.

The farmer was inside his spreader out in the yard trying to put the web back in his spreader. As you older folks understand most farmer had no shop, let alone a heated one.

And most older folks understand manure spreader break downs and attitudes. Anyway as the farmer was putting the web back together he mised the front sprocket. The two brothers said hey Kenny you missed.......AT that very moment he screamed HELP I NEED! ADVISE I DON'T! So they left him go forward with his task. They stood around while the farmer pulled up to the barn and started loading the spreader with fresh cow manure. The decided then that it might be a good time to leave, even when the farmer asked if they needed something or they were there just to watch him work. And as Paul Harvey would say......And now the rest of the story.

The farmer never was a plesant person at any level regardless of the weather.

So now I use that phrase often. help I need advise I don't...especialy when I screw up in front of the crew.

Well, I sympathize with the farmer. nothing hits my boiling point faster than a bunch of nosy neighbors coming by to tell me "if it was mine I'd" or "if I was doing I would"....etc etc. That p*sses me off in about 1 thousandth of one second. When those with nothing better to do but bother others come by, I just quit work all together. I just cannot work being supervised like that. Sure they probably mean nothing by it but I just can't do it. Perhaps the farmer felt the same way. Had he not been bothered, he may not have missed the sprocket. think about it, it was cold, he was in a hurry, then he was called upon by company. Probably didn't help matters at all.

Exactly right!

Brings back memories of when I was racing stock cars.

It's Sunday afternoon, you're getting ready for a race, there's still four hours of work to do on the car and two hours to do it. There will ALWAYS be some dork who drives up, gets out of his car with a beer in one had and a cigarette in the other and says, "I just couldn't think of anything else to do, so I thought I'd come over and see what you guys were up to".