So the other day I was driving home from work, when I came across a prime example of what life in my city is really like:
There were three or four of us moving down our side of a two-lane residential road. The leader of our unofficial pack as driving an oversized black pickup truck with an overabundance of aftermarket chrome and one of those tribal tattoo-looking window stickers in the shape of an 8-point buck, tailed by a white windowless van (natch), followed by my red Mustang (which, whether I like to admit it or not -- is tres Freakville).
Anyways, we're all heading towards an intersection when the line unexpectedly slowed down after the black pickup's brakelights lit up. Once it came to a full stop -- the door opened and a man got out.Tall, short sleeved button-up shirt with khaki slacks, some sort ofAt first it was unclear why he stopped. But as he walked towards the middle of the street I caught sight of a small shape in the road, which turned out to be some sort of turtle.
crew cut hairstyle and a freshly lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth.
Can't be really sure what type it was exactly, but knowing this area it was probably a Gopher Tortoise -- which, like so many of his cute but perpetually roadkilled brethren decided that crossing a busy street filled with cars is a totally logical idea.
If you've never lived in the South and don't really know what it's like -- this is a perfect example of the attitudes you'll see a lot of around here. Here's a guy in a quintessential hunters whip, taking extra time out of his day to help out a helpless animal at risk -- a scene that on the surface might seem like a contradiction, but actually fits completely with the hunter as naturalist mindset that's so prevalent in this part of the country.
Of course there's the South and then there's Jacksonville -- a distinction I was abruptly reminded of when the Good Samaritan with the crew cut finally caught up to the turtle in the road,Where he proceeded to kick it over to the safety of the other side of the road with one shot.
[Listening to: Beastie Boys - "Professor Booty" ]