One time in the Construction Zone on one of the western projects, the trucks were lined up, coming in to weigh their loads.
One of the drivers was grinning when he walked in.
'What?' sez I.
'Looks like we're having grilled turkey for dinner,' he says, still grinning.
'Really? Someone brought out a grill for us? And a turkey?'
'Yeah. That truck behind me.'
'Good. We can use a change around here.'
He goes back out and pulls his truck off the scale.
As the next truck makes its approach, I watch through the door.
Sure enough.
There was a dead wild turkey plastered into the grill on the front of the truck.
He said it just flew up in front of him; there was nothing he could do.
'What you can do is get that thing off my scale and off the front of your truck!'
Grilled turkey indeed.
I tell ya ... !
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