First, I’m at a lunchtime meeting with my supervisors to discuss horse feed. Before we started, I turned to Lynwood, whom I had been making small talk with about this insane weather we’ve been experiencing.
Me: “What about Buffalo?!?”
Lynwood: “Pardon?”
Me: “What about Buffalo??!”
Lynwood: “Buffalo?” He looks perplexed.
Me: “Yeah, they’ve got like, eight feet of snow!” (Thinking, how did he miss this?!?)
Lynwood, laughing, : “Oh! I thought you wanted to know about buffalo eating Pinnacle feed. I was gonna say we haven’t field tested anything but horses at this time.”
Hardy harhar.
Next, this afternoon, Whitney answers the phone & then turns to ask me, “Do we have a Marine working here?”
Totally out of the blue. But Whit is pretty random, so I just rolled with it.
“Yeah, Brion’s a Marine…and the new guy, Phil…” Thinking of their slogan ‘there are no FORMER Marines. Once a Marine, always a Marine.
I’m getting the bewildered expression for the second time today. “What?” I ask.
