Turkey hunting is big where I live. As it happened, my boss's boy friend was an avid hunter of all creatures as they came in season. During one season while I worked for her, he took her out with him to show her what it was about.
I asked her how it went the day after her trip. I didn't know it but you hunt turkeys at night. So her story was pretty funny as she described trying to walk through a forest at night doing her best to be quiet and not turn a flash light in the wrong direction. Apparently though, despite her ineptitude and his grumpiness at that, he said he'd take her again.
Later that same afternoon, she broke out in peals of laughter. I ran into her office to find her on the phone laughing hysterically, tears running down her face. She was only on another minute, when she didn't even say goodbye and hung up.
When she regained the power of speech, she told me it was the boyfriend in total distress. While they were hunting, he had needed to relieve himself. Unfortunately, and he blamed her for this, he forgot to take off his gloves and handled himself as he peed.
He called her to complain as he had poison oak rash all over his...you know! :24::24::24:
That's why he was wearing the gloves, to keep any potential contact with poison oak off his hands. Obviously he had some oil from the plant on them and it got on him. He was itching and completely inflamed. Her laughter didn't help and he ended up hanging up on her.
She felt sorry for him but sorta not for his grumpiness.
I asked her how it went the day after her trip. I didn't know it but you hunt turkeys at night. So her story was pretty funny as she described trying to walk through a forest at night doing her best to be quiet and not turn a flash light in the wrong direction. Apparently though, despite her ineptitude and his grumpiness at that, he said he'd take her again.
Later that same afternoon, she broke out in peals of laughter. I ran into her office to find her on the phone laughing hysterically, tears running down her face. She was only on another minute, when she didn't even say goodbye and hung up.
When she regained the power of speech, she told me it was the boyfriend in total distress. While they were hunting, he had needed to relieve himself. Unfortunately, and he blamed her for this, he forgot to take off his gloves and handled himself as he peed.
He called her to complain as he had poison oak rash all over his...you know! :24::24::24:
That's why he was wearing the gloves, to keep any potential contact with poison oak off his hands. Obviously he had some oil from the plant on them and it got on him. He was itching and completely inflamed. Her laughter didn't help and he ended up hanging up on her.
She felt sorry for him but sorta not for his grumpiness.
