I've got a story to tell. It's not my story, but it's something that could have happened to anyone. Well, maybe not.
The story has a preface. Last week Amy was driving down Route 1 and saw a chicken on the side of the road. This is of course, odd, and like everyone else on the road, she drove on wondering how a chicken got to Route 1. Then she got to worrying about the chicken but it was too late to do anything about it. Life went on.
Yesterday, Amy is driving on Georges Road, on the other side on South Brunswick, which, if you were wondering, is absolutely not a rural or farming community. It's afternoon and the kids from the middle school had been recently dismissed. There's a bunch of kids gathered around doing... something. They are gathered around a chicken! Another chicken on the road? So Amy pulls over because the kids, in their effort to keep the chicken off the road, are inadvertently herding it into traffic. She gets out and comes up with the idea to use the old "trail of breadcrumbs" trick to lure the chicken to safety. So she takes some crackers out of her car and distributes them to the kids. The plan is working and Amy calls animal control to come rescue her bird friend.
Soon after, a police car arrives at the scene. The officer approaches and asks her if she's the Good Samaritan who called...
"Yes, I am," replies Amy, who is rather proud of her humanitarian efforts.
"to say that there's a suspicious woman on the side of the road with a group of middle school children?"
Pause for shock and awe.
"Name?" continued the police officer. "Address? Is this your vehicle? Is it registered in your name?"
"Are you kidding me?" sputtered a totally deflated Amy, as she proceeded to answer all the officers questions.
After reviewing the situation, he let Amy leave. I'm sure the officer had no doubt of the veracity of her story. The chicken made a credible witness for the defense, and no one can make this stuff up.
Too funny
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