gone
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2018 we had to resow some areas in the spring barley and it was into May when they were dry enough. I told the combine man to leave them, as we had 1 field unfit so we could cut them when cutting the last field, but he ignored me and cut them first, . They were very bad, I was ashamed bring in the load, it was well hidden and the sample was 16 moisture, but the load was horrible. In with the next load and the yard man attacked me, saying if I brought another load like that it would be my last, I was being very contrite but saying I didn't know what he was talking about or how it could have happened, so he brought me around to the heap to show me, I was trying my best to think of an excuse that didn't hang the combine driver. Arrived at the heap and someone had tipped a trailer load of Oats in the barley pile on top of my green load.*cough* cut the tramlines into the bottom of the trailer *cough* 😂😂
So the yard man was in full flow reading me the riot act about they prided themselves on the quality of their grain and they couldn't allow that sort of thing here, and I'd have to buck up my ideas if I was to be allowed to stay drawing into their establishment. I could say nothing because we were 100% in the wrong, I was actually ashamed of the load myself.
But he was so in the zone reading me, he never saw the Oats, so I walked up to the heap picked up a handful of Oats and said, this is Oats in barley pile mate, I didn't bring in any Oats, this is not my load, nothing to with me, and walked off. He tried to give me a lecture about the green in my load, but I kept coming back with, but that is not my load, I didn't have Oats, or, but at least it is not Oats. Someone was looking down on me that day because we did deserve a bollocking for that load, but the Oats destroyed all the yard man's arguments.