There I am down at the feedstore, AGAIN. I go there almost every single day. All these animals to feed and no where to store up a lot of feed. Plus, gas, milk, coke, etc.
Going in the boy that loads the feed looks at me. I say, "Just a sack of corn, tonight." He shakes his head.....no corn. Well, a bag of chops then. (chopped up corn) None of that either!
So when I go in, I tell the owner, "Hey, you really need to start saving back some corn for your regular feed customers!" He just smiles and laughs. I said, "No, really, you should. Those hunters come in and buy it all up and our hogs still have to eat." He just grins and laughs some more. "I can't do that." I said, "Oh, yes, you could." He's still laughing. "They'd slit my throat." Humph! Yeah, well, I'm not feeling the love right now, myself. You could at least stop laughing and look serious and tell me you are sorry. Sorry that my hogs have to eat pellets that they are not used to. Sorry that I have to pay more $$, because you ran out of corn.
Then on the way home it begins to dawn on me, maybe that's exactly the reason he was having such an attack of the giggles. Laughing all the way to the bank. Order all the corn you can. Sell out. Then sale me higher priced feed I don't really need. Now, this is basically a good man. But, if there were another feed store between here and there or even a little further, I'd sure take my $100-$300 a week down the road for a few weeks and see how much he grinned then.