Some years ago, near Lincoln, MT, I ran across a "flagger" who was between jobs. She
We were on a road being regraveled near Ft. Liard, NWT, and got stopped by the flagman. There were a couple of trucks down the road a ways moving around. He stood next to the truck and we chatted for quite a while about Virginia and BC and hunting.
Finally, I noticed the trucks weren't moving around so I asked when we'd be able to move on.
He said, "Oh, you could have gone any time in the last 20 minutes, I was just enjoying a good chat. "
After a good long laugh we went on.
DBF