told this story in the cafe and a lot more good ones pursued.
This I overheard at a grain elevator 40 years ago and still makes me smile every time I think about it.
I walked into the scale house to pick up my scale ticket and listened to this exchange- both involved were quite red in the face:
Farmer:" are you accusing me of bottom loading my truck?"
Elevator manager: " I know you couldn't do that- you would have to go to your neighbor to get corn good enough to put on top"
Made me smile again!
Bet there are a lot of good stories out there?
When I was younger and just getting started, I was chatting with the next door neighbor in the scale house. Our corn was making about 180. This neighbor's was making "230," like it always does. I know that's how he is, and it doesn't bother me, so I was going along with him, like saying "man, that's great! What hybrid was it?" On my next load one of the ladies in the scale house stopped me and told me that there's no way his corn was making that much, they had all his scale tickets and knew how many acres his farm was. She didn't want me to feel bad that my corn wasn't as good as his, because it wasn't. I had a pretty good laugh about that.
Years ago I was sitting in the elevator office waiting to pick up a check. An old guy was sitting there waiting his turn while a farmer was back talking to the manager blowing about his yields. Finally the old man got up, stuck his head in the manager's office and said "wish my half made that much". Turns out the old man was the guy's landlord. Next year there was a new tenant on the farm.
A truck driver took a load of beans to a corn plant. He sat in line in the fall of the year and pulled around, the guy from the probe stand came out. He told the driver that they reject for 2 beans in the sample so he didn't need to probe him to reject him. Then he had to wait to get out and go to the bean plant and do it all over again. The driver told people over the CB what he had done. He never lived that down.
Hauled two wagon loads of beans to the elevator 30 yrs ago, got on the scale and weighed, got out of the tractor and went inside and told Dan I had two loads of beans . He then asked me where the second wagon was, I thought he was joking till I looked out the window and saw I was dragging half of the tongue, apparently the spring broke on the extension pin. We got in his truck and retraced my route and found the wagon upright in the ditch on the opposite side of the road. This happened at night, needless to say I said a few thank you prayers before I went to bed that night.
Those are pretty good, aren't they? Do you have a good farm or elevator story?