TheBanyanTree: the power of consumable persuasion

[Sachet]

Last time it snowed we were the very last to get our road plowed and 
then with only one sweep down the middle; which on a narrow country road 
makes it even more challenging to meet someone going the opposite 
direction. We just started out and prayed we didn't meet a neighbor or 
at least met one with high 4-wheel drive since the sides of the road had 
such deep snow.

Plus, since the rock slide (not too far from us) being a top priority to 
get I-40 cleared (it will take several months), all our road crews have 
been diverted to there; which means our gravel road has been suffering 
from lack of attention. Usually they grade and gravel it every other 
month. I like having a gravel road, although we are in line to get 
asphalt. It makes people drive slower (top speed you can go is about 
20-25) and it adds a country ambiance. I do like that our driveway is 
asphalt though, because the snow and ice melt more quickly since we have 
southern exposure.

So anyway, I always call and thank the road crew, because I do 
appreciate their hard work and consistency. And I know they get more 
complaints than anything else. But recently, I've been calling and 
asking them to fix our road for months now, with no results.

Yesterday, when I was coming home from work, I was delighted to see the 
huge grader ahead of me. He only goes about 5 mph, but I didn't care. I 
stayed well back to let him know I wasn't rushing him to get out of my 
way. But he eventually found a place to pull over and let me pass. I 
rushed home and slammed some cinnamon rolls into the oven, figuring I 
had just enough time before he reached our house.

As soon as those babies were done I popped in the car and drove to find 
the crew and delivered them. This is one of those times when the looks 
of utter shocked surprise were so hilariously entertaining. They were 
astounded; which quickly changed to drooling happiness, because it's 
darn cold out and the cinnamon rolls were still hot. I thanked them for 
their hard work and quickly left them to enjoy the rolls (with pretty 
flowered napkins).


So guess who's road got plowed first thing this morning after another 
snowstorm?

<g>

Next time it will be brownies. I think I'll mention that when I call. ;-)