Buck Conner1
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I was the foreman for a small farm equipment shop in Arvada Colorado in the late 60's, for extra money I would make the 4AM run to Purina Mills in Denver to get 2-3 tons of feed each day and be back in time to open up.
A loading dock friend (Scotty) would always have a story about his new wife (been married a half dozen times - min.). He comes over to me at the loading desk and says "Buck, this new wife may not work out brother. Sent her to the store and she came back with 4 bottles of gin, 2 cases of beer and a dozen donuts". I'm just staring at him then he says "What the hell are we going to do with all those donuts". The desk clerk went nuts and I couldn't stop laughing like everyone that heard him, crazy times at Purina Mills.
A loading dock friend (Scotty) would always have a story about his new wife (been married a half dozen times - min.). He comes over to me at the loading desk and says "Buck, this new wife may not work out brother. Sent her to the store and she came back with 4 bottles of gin, 2 cases of beer and a dozen donuts". I'm just staring at him then he says "What the hell are we going to do with all those donuts". The desk clerk went nuts and I couldn't stop laughing like everyone that heard him, crazy times at Purina Mills.