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I had another 'Robbie' moment yesterday. One of my appointments was in Henagar to inspect the County Coroners truck that hit a deer. Well I couldn't find the address on my GPS so I called and he said go to the intersection of County road 52 and Hwy 71 and I'll see his truck parked at the gas station. Well I thought that was nice of him to meet me and I knew where that intersection was. So I pull up and he's standing out front and we walk over to his truck and I start taking my pictures. He's kinda of a quiet older man so I ask him how long he's worked as the County Coroner....he said five years. Well when I'm around a quiet person I become the talker and start rambling on how I couldn't do his job dealing with dead bodies, murders, crime scenes and especially dead children. He's just noddin his head saying yep and I suppose so. Well I finish taking my pictures, shook his hand and told him to have a nice day. He walked in the store and I got in my car to leave and read over my notes to make sure I didn't miss anything. I notice the inspection location on the assignment sheet said..."Owner works at Country Corner". I look up and yep...the sign at the gas station reads Country Corner. That's when it hit me..he wasn't the County Coroner but managed the Country Corner gas station.   That old man musta thought I was nuts talking about dead bodies, blood and murders. I could see him nervously peeking through the window as I drove away. 

Update: had to stop there and get gas a few months ago and wore dark sunglasses and a hat so he wouldn't recognize me.

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