Another Christmas tree story...

Do you want to know what a turd looks like?  Well I'm gonna show you anyway.

It looks like this!!!

You won't believe the stunt he pulled tonight!  But first let me give you a little background.

The tree lot gets a little slower in the evenings, and I often have paperwork and stuff to do, so Chawley hangs out in the tent to sell the trees while I'm in the RV getting stuff done.  

Charley is a great worker, he will haul trees, sell trees, load trees, but he will NOT TOUCH the cash register.  He wants nothing to do with it.  So we have a system, when he sells a tree, I come out to ring it up and then he loads it.  To get my attention inside the RV, he has this tiny flashlight that is amazingly bright, he flashes it at the window where I sit and I always see it and I race right out to ring up the tree for the customer.  It's a great system,… until it's abused.  

Two nights a week, we have someone come in that can cashier.  Tonight, we have a cashier here, so I expected some uninterrupted time in the RV.  So when I saw Charley flash the light, I thought there might be some 'issue' that I needed to deal with.  So as always, I jumped up immediately and ran right out.  As I approached him and his customers, he said, "6 foot Noble fir, no tree stand."  So I went to the front, (where the cashier was standing), and I rang it up.  The customers came and paid for it, and the cashier helped Charley load it.

When Charley came back into the tent, grinning from ear to ear, I asked him why he called me out when he had a cashier there.  

He said that he and the customer we talking about wives.  (The guy had to text a picture of the tree to his wife for approval.)  Chawley said, "Oh, I have Linda so well trained, she jumps at my every need.  I don't even have to ask,  I just think it and she does it."  Then he says, "Watch this. I'll call her out to ring up this tree just by thinking about it." He then held the flashlight behind his back and flashed my window.  "She should pop out of that RV right… about… NOW!"  Just as I stepped out.  I walked over to where he was, he told me the size and type of tree and I dutifully rang it up.  

As he was loading the tree, the guy asked how he did it.  Chawley grinned and said, "I dunno, telepathy I guess. She just comes running."

The turd pulled the strings and I danced like a marionette.  He pulled it off perfectly.