I’ve been told that I shouldn’t use humor here because it is not professional, so this may be the last thing that makes me laugh on my fun little blog, but I couldn’t pass this choking the chicken title up. Yesterday, a dumb 18 wheeler flipped over off of I-12 near Livingston. It was actually a truck full of chicken from Popeye’s. I have no idea why, but for some reason that is beyond me, the state decided to clean up the mess today. They had to unload the whole trailer of chicken by hand. Even though the truck was flipped in the median, they had to basically close down the interstate for hours. Of course that led to a traffic pileup that lasted pretty much the whole day. And yes, I got caught up in it! Instead of riding the whole way down the interstate, I got off and took Florida.
I think that in any other state they would have cleaned that crap up last night. The state is going to bill Popeye’s for the cleanup, so why not put 100 guys on it to clear the mess last night within an hour? Makes sense, right? Not here in Louisiana. Here they decide to wait until the middle of the next day. I saw a picture of the cleanup crew- 4 guys with their thumbs up their butts. Way to go Louisiana.
So yeah, I take Florida into Hammond. That also means I have to drive through a few inbred towns. Normally these inbreeders have their cops sitting in the bushes waiting to give out tickets. They apparently took the day off because no one was helping traffic get through. Every red light meant a 30 minute wait. They have thousands of cars and trucks diverting through their towns, yet nobody has the sense to work the lights to get traffic through. My little drive from Baton Rouge to Hammond normally takes 45 minutes, max. Today it was a three hour plus thrill ride. Way to go Louisiana.
Then again, maybe I’m just a crybaby. There are worse things to be doing than choking the chicken, right?
On the notary front, I finalized a last will and testament for this nice lady that lives in Baker. I also notarized some divorce papers and a car transfer. I even made it to Hammond in time to record some papers at the Clerk of Court.
In other news, I’m about to watch some American Pickers.
Thanks for reading my notary blog. Call me at 225-907-5280 if you need some help, or if you want to boycott Popeye’s with me.