Last Saturday I experienced my very first farm sale. Jamie is renting the farm from this couple who are retiring so I thought the least I could do was show up and be supportive...
Well....this guy showed up as well.
Please notice he has a mullet.
Anyway, all he wanted was a drink of water because he had been walking all day (at this point it was around 3:30pm). He had been at a party the night before, does not own a cell phone, does not know his parent's phone number because they just got one two weeks prior, and he wanted to get to a town about 20 miles away.
He also brought along this friend.
Who started to get in a fight with the farm dog, Pepper, who strangely looks similar to this strange dog.
After much debate it was decided that I would drive him to this town in Jamie's pickup--under the stipulation that he would be in the back and Joni (Jamie's mom) and another woman would ride along.
This was my view almost the entire trip.
He kept tapping on the window shouting directions to Joni and she would try to mediate between all of us. He directed us to a farm about 10 miles from where we started at so we dropped him off...then we saw him walking again...so we voted, 2-1 pick him back up. He told us that the people he thought lived there moved 3 days before...now we thought he was a time traveler.
In any case, I think he made it home safely and we laughed about it all night.
P.S. I guess that dog just started following him a few miles before he met us, so we took it with us and he left it at the first farm we went to--that did make me sad.
But overall, we thought we did a good deed.