

The pictures above are quintessential 'Amishland.' The rolling farmland fading into distant forested hills, warnings of buggies, and the occasional covered bridge. No doubt, the countryside is beautiful.
I joke often on the job about parking the work van. I have learned to avoid pulling into people's driveways and joke if I pull in front of a house with a three-car garage you can bet money that I am going to park in front of the garage bay that someone wants out of.
There was one time when I pulled into a driveway of a farmhouse that had a detached four car garage. I thought, 'you are NOT going to get me this time,' and pulled off to the one side making sure not to block any access to any of the bays. I went to the house and proceeded to do my job. About 40 minutes into the job a woman approached me and asked if I could move my van. I laughed and told her I had made every attempt to NOT block anyone. She explained that there was a driveway I couldn't see that ran behind the garage and someone was back behind there. lol
Yesterday I was doing 'line-maintenance.' This involves taking Signal level measurements and adjusting some things in those strange metal boxes you may see hanging from a 'telephone' pole. One of the locations was at a pole in the middle of a now-barren corn field. I had to park the van along a rural road and carry the ladder 150 yds or so to get to the pole.
I was up on the ladder at the pole monitoring the signal when I noticed a guy walking across the field. It was the farmer. I climbed down the ladder and walked towards him as it was obvious he was coming to talk to me. I had also dropped my wrench and needed to find it. As he approached I joked, 'You coming out here to help me find the wrench I dropped?' He laughed and said, 'No, sorry, I came out to ask you if you can move your van.' Unbelievable. I was along a rural road in the middle of nowhere.
His tractor was pulling a 'manure-spreader' and even though I was pulled off to the side of the road as much as I could be; he couldn't make the turn he needed to. I laughed and moved the van. Another spin on the 'three-bay-garage' rule; sometimes you just can't win.
Hope you all had a good day.