I guess I wonder that also when things are all said and done. I'm not sure if it is because I grew up in small town America or if I really am as naive as I come across.
Friday
evening I was the only one home and there was a knock at the door. I put the mean dogs up and opened the door. It was a man named Bryan. He worked for Master Grill and he was going through the neighborhood selling meat. All types of meat. Beef, to pork, to poultry, to seafood. You name it and he had it. A huge freezer full of meat on the back of his truck. I went out side with him and he was showing me the stuff that he had and he gave me a pamphlet of the prices. Well I laughed a little bit when I looked at the prices......$339.00 for a case of beef. I said "yeah right, this is the poor part of town. I can't afford that for meat.....especially when I really don't even care for beef!" We went on with our conversation and then it hit me, I couldn't buy anything from him anyway because I had
absolutely no freezer room. To which he said that he is a master at arranging freezers and if he could get it in the freezer he would cut me a huge deal.
Someone to rearrange my freezer......
Absolutely! I invited him right into my house and we walked out to the garage and he rearranged my freezer (I must admit he did an awesome job!) so i went ahead and bought a case of meat from him (and no I didn't even pay half the price that was originally asked) and we brought it inside and he put it
all in my freezer for me with me, aunt
Skris and Kaylee watching. He was very funny and witty and I enjoyed his company for the 30 minutes that I knew him.
Matt came home and I told him about it to which he shook his head and said "don't you know you don't buy meat off a truck......it could be bad!" Well I didn't think about that. Here was this nice guy selling me meat....why would he want to sell me bad meat? (If I happen to end up really sick or dead please remember his name was Bryan and the pamphlet is on my fridge and find him!)
Since Friday I have told a few other people my story about the guy with the meat truck and the deal I got on it. People have been a little mortified with me. A couple have actually said to me "don't you know that is how serial killers work! They get you to trust them and then the next thing you know you are dead on the floor and your house is robbed!" This
absolutely didn't even cross my mind. All I knew was that I was getting all this great meat and I got some guy to rearrange my freezer in a manner that I can actually find things. I thought I was getting the better end of the deal and in
actuality I did but it could have gone way wrong!