Took my pops scup fishing on the skiff yesterday morn.....wind was howling, water was like a washing machine, saw bigger boats head out and turn right back. Bite was S-L=O=W to almost non-existent...lotta work finding scup >> ouch <<.
My pops tells me about the morning bait run. Said he showed up at the bait store just before 6am.
There's a guy standing outside the bait store. The guy stops my dad and asks if my dad will do him a big favor. He'd like my dad to buy some bait for him. Money in hand, he voices his list of bait and tackle.
My puzzled father asks ..."why don't you get it yourself??"..
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The guy goes on to say that the previous week, he and the owner got into a big argument and this dude swore to never come back....
....My father says, "that's stupid, you're still buying from him"...."yeah, but I'm not going in there though" says the man.
....My father then asks..."How long have you been waiting here?"...."Since 5 am says the man"....
I mean really, who's getting the upper hand here? The owner's gotta be laughing at this.
I know the owner and know of his anal-like attitude, you just can't take it seriously...some people are just born grumps and this guy could be our "Grumpy Forum" moderator. I find it comical myself, his "customer service" skills are.....
...off the hook. I've seen him send (
) people away because he didn't like something they said....even if HE DID provoke it. I'm not going to name the shop, but I'm sure some of you may know of it.
I never know what to expect when I walk in there. Moral of the story, don't hold a grudge on a bait shop owner when you rely on them for bait, and they open up the earliest.
Happy Fishing!.......AND THANX SLINGAH!!!
...it finally happened, there are no more secret spots
Trying to catch up on lost <<fishing>> years now that he's in his 70s 
. We are having a BLAST though!!!.....Trying to break his old school tactics of ..."if God put it on the hook, then it was meant ....for me to cook"....I've been invited to ALOT of scup dinners lately, ol school style, somehow always leaving his house with a purple buzz, ...scup, home-squeezed wine, and re-fried baked beans......
,,, my poor, poor wife. 
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