I just got back from a 2 day business trip in Pittsburgh. One of the largest vendors in my industry invited about 20 sales people from all over the country for a meet and greet. I knew most of the other sales people that were there. Really great group and the meeting went well. As the meeting was ending and people were getting ready to get rides to the airport, I started to talk to these 3 guys that were all from the South. I mean the SOUTH. Two of them were from Alabama and one from Mississippi. They were talking about going turkey hunting this weekend. Well, being that I've never gone hunting(never have held a gun in my life), I was more than curious about this. After about 20 minutes I learned a few things.
1) You shoot a turkey in the head(I kind of thought one sided-Wild Animal vs. hiding hunter with shotgun) so when you clean it(These guys all eat what they hunt)no shotgun pellets to remove.
2) One of the hunters was taking disabled children hunting. I thought this was unbelievably kind of this man but kind of thought to my self "How can we help a disabled child? Yep, have them fire a 357 shotgun and permanently disable an animal" All joking aside, i think this man is a wonderful compassionate person to do this.
3)If you go hunting in the morning and fishing in the evening it's called "Blast and Cast".
They all offered to take this Northerner hunting. I probably won't take them up but great guys and glad I know them.
So now I'm at the Pittsburgh airport waiting for my flight. I figure I will check e mails and make some phone calls. Well, sitting at the gate you couldn't help but notice that classical music was playing, actually blasting out of the PA system. I mean it was loud.(Van Halen concert loud) People that I was talking to on the phone made comments that they could hear the music. Now, I have no doubts that the airport's thought process was "Let's play soothing classical music to help stressed travelers relax" I understand this and I actually enjoy classical music but at this volume all I wanted to do was look for the closest sharpest object and run into it head first. Glad to be home
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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