Location: Fredericton, NB
I forgot my water bottle in the fridge.
No big deal; I had a few bucks in change in my cup holder.
I stopped at the convenience store along the way. As I walked out of the store, fully geared up in my waders & studded wading boots, a work truck from a local construction company parked two spots away from my truck.
The driver, quite obviously a slack-jawed yokel, looked over towards me.
In a good ol' boy, Maritimer-twanged voice, he says, "Nice waders! Hur hur hur!!" His coworker glanced over and snorted out a chuckle.
I stopped and looked at them, then the work truck, then back at them.
"Nice work truck," I said.
Hillbilly #1 gave me an open-mouthed stare. "Huh?"
Leaving them to ponder this, I turned and opened the door to my truck.
Hillbilly #2 called out to me: "Tooo-shay, buddy. Tooo-shay."
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I posted this tune/video a month or so back. It's been getting quite a bit of radio play in the past couple of weeks here.
It's still catchy (as in, it hasn't been overplayed to the point of me despising it yet).
And it's really fun to crank up on the highway with the sunroof open. Just sayin'.
2 comments:
Solid post. Love the story. The song has me wanting more.
Your quietly loyal fan,
Nesha "I wish I was fishin' in NB, instead of working in the prairies!" Newburn ; )
Thanks :)
BTW, heading to the prairies on Friday for a bit. Northern Sask.
See? It's not totally all fun & games in my life. Just ~64% of it...
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