Dec 19 2007
Barrels of Meat
Meat Truck, originally uploaded by daveronku.
Once in awhile, I’m reminded how many things of which most of us are blissfully unaware. A couple of days ago Steve, James and I added one more thing to our list of “something I didn’t really need to know.”
Sitting at my desk, I noticed that there was a truck driver having a hell of a time backing into the alley next to the building. He kept pulling forward, backing up, pulling forward…I’ve gotten pretty used to the noises out on the street, but this was over the top.
I stood up to see what was going on and found myself looking down into the open top of a truck. It was an intriguing sight, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was I was looking at. After maybe 20 seconds of staring, I audibly gasped and said “My God…is that a truckful of….meat?”
James, whom I’d been talking to before being distracted by the truck, turned back around to look. It took a few seconds for it to register for him, too; his reaction of disgust was worth the wait. We stood there and marveled at the parade of animal parts swaying back and forth as the truck driver continued trying to edge in the alley. What’s really strange is that, not more than 10 feet away, Steve continued to work as though nothing odd was going on. Tells me something about life in Highland Heights, I suppose. He finally did get up to share the view.
None of us had the presence of mind to take pictures while the meat was directly below us; just as the driver finally managed to get lined up for a straight shot back, James thought to ask if my camera was around.
I grabbed the camera and headed back to James’ office, since his window looks out the back of the building right above where the truck was headed. If you look closely at the picture above (click the picture, then click All Sizes for a larger view — and there are more pictures on Flickr), you can see a deer head and hooves, some beef spines and ribs, and lots of unidentifiable chicken parts, all neatly separated by the type of animal that was slaughtered. Or roadkilled. Who knows?
Anyway, the driver finally stopped at the far end of the alley to pick up a barrel of God knows what from who the hell knows. He put a cover on that one, so we don’t know what it was. The questions we have! What the hell was he doing with barrels of meat? Where’s he going with all that stuff? And can you imagine what that truck smells like in August?
I’m glad I haven’t eaten lately. Ick. Well, maybe it’s time to consider becoming a vegetarian.
Hmmm… anybody missing from around there? Maybe it’s a body in that last barrel. Stacy Peterson or whoever.
SO THAT’S WHERE HOTDOGS COME FROM!!!!
Okay, you’ve GOT to figure out what or at least where his pick up was. There can only be so many places around you that would have barrels of animal parts.
and YIKES? That’ll wake you up in the middle of the day.
Looks like the choices at Baskin Robbins in hell.
Hate to see what needed to be covered up.
“There can only be so many places around you that would have barrels of animal parts”.
Maybe someone is filling that creepy basement you have for rent with props for their upcoming ritualistic killing spree.
The questions I have! How come the driver was so bad at backing up that truck? Where did he get his license to drive? And do I really want to park close to that alley anymore?
Is there a Taco Bell near you? Beef-like Burrito anyone?
I didn’t run downstairs to see what the challenge was, but my guess is that the woman who parks her damn minivan illegally in the first spot every day was here. That doesn’t bother the garbage truck guy because he deals with it twice a week. The meat truck guy must be new.
Taco Bell’s down at 91 and Euclid, so I hope that’s not it. He was picking up from behind the scrapbooking store, which brings up a whole new bunch of questions.
It’s all very Rear Window-esque.
I knew those scrapbookers had a hidden dark agenda. Probably sacrifices to the squiggly scissors god. They probably decapitated those poor animals with little tiny rotary paper trimmers. The humanity.
You can also rearrange “scrapbooking” to make the word “occult” if it had an extra c, and u, l, and t.
That’s actually really disturbing! Yep, it’s going to the Oscar Meyer Weiner plant.
I’m going to become a vegetarian now.
The name on the truck is “Sanimax” and you can look it up on the web. Its a pretty big company, but it would be nice if they would put a lid on those cans. Yes, I think that it would really stink in the summer.