Setting: Early one Saturday morning, a few months after this had happened. Pops knows of a crew that reports to him working that morning on a downed power line.
We drive to the location of the crew. As we approach, I see the supervisor munching on an apple. The crewmen are getting set up to make the repairs.
Pops yanks on the parking brake handle:
SCCCRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCHHHHH!!!!!!
Apple goes flying.
Men take off running in a hundred different directions.
Pops and I are laughing so hard it hurts!
The supervisor had a few choice words for Pops. Most notably because now he had no breakfast - his apple was covered in dirt!
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