The other day this guy came into the funeral home dressed as a turkey...(sounds like the beginning line of a bad joke)
I walked up to the front to ask a question or something and this guy was standing there at the desk waiting for someone to talk with him. I stood there for a minute or so processing what was in front of me. Well I decided to ask...my question "Are you here for a singing telegram or something?" He said "No I'm here to pick up some turkeys."
Again, my thoughts started going wild again (seriously, my thoughts go a million miles a minute when I see or hear something that's not normal). So I told him I'd go find out what he needed.
I found my mom and told her some guy was up front dressed like a turkey. She knew who he was because he does it EVERY year! Oh my goodness! (I get dressing up & all, but going to pick up the turkey's dressed up is crazy to me! I get delivering the turkeys to people, but picking up the frozen birds?! Really?)
So I followed her out to him, then turned to go help Mitch get the turkeys...apparently the man dressed as a turkey has to have his picture taken with people who give turkey's. I didn't give, I was just helping...
It was just weird to me! Then when we were taking the picture, he started this crazy loud gobble! Ohhhh....my!!! The things some people do.
It's okay, I'm pretty random at times too!
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