I have kind of a unique job. During most of the 14 years of my employment at Ohio’s Country Journal, my tasks have kept me in my home office or at my desk in Columbus. I enjoyed this work, but it was slightly less adventurous than my current role.
Since I have started helping write articles for the Horse Sense Section as well as an occasional feature story for Ohio’s Country Journal, I’m out of the office more. I sometimes wonder if the management ever considers what affect my hermit-like personality has on the poor folks, which are graced with my presence during my visits to interview them for upcoming articles.
Most of the time interviews start off with a little chitchat and time to get to know the people being interviewed. This portion of the fact-finding mission always brings me to a crippling silence as I search for topics to discuss with folks. I’ve never been very verbose, so this portion of the interview is always a struggle for me.
Lately, I’ve covered horse sales and various other topics in which I’ve been exposed to many Amish folks. Most of them are as shy as I am which only exasperates the already silent situation.
Recently, I was having lunch with some Amish folks before interviewing them about their operation. I had already discussed draft horse sales and draft horses in general with those in attendance so I was struggling and suffering as we silently stared at each other as I tried to come up with another topic of conversation.
While we were munching in silence, my cell phone rang. Unfortunately, I had thought it would be funny to assign my husband’s calls to the sound of a wolf howling; so right there in during the silent lunch a wolf started howling.
A couple of the younger lads couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. I laughed right along with them and explained that I thought it would be humorous to assign a wolf ring-tone to my husband’s calls. I went on further to tell them that my co-workers think the howl sounds like a Bigfoot howl instead of a wolf.
This revelation led to me giving a detailed description of the show “Finding Bigfoot.” I finished by admitting that I thought this Amish crew was more likely to see a Bigfoot than the film crew in the woods with all the lights and cameras.
One of the Amish gentleman took a break from eating his lunch and wisely and calmly said, “I don’t think they’ll find him.” The tone and manner of his response made it sound as if it was perfectly normal to have lunch with a crazy English lady while discussing the legitimacy of a possibly imaginary life form.
Wow. I have a great job!