I still can’t get people to believe this really happened. In 2008, I went on a mid-August vacation to the Black Hills way out in western South Dakota. On the way back, I drove on one of the sparsest stretches of highway in America….literally hundreds of miles of uninterrupted treeless grasslands. We’re talking about counties as large as the entire state of Rhode Island that have fewer than 3,000 people, and several of them on Indian reservations. All that is pretext for just how unlikely of a place this was to stumble upon what I did.
I was about three miles away from the small town of Dupree, SD, a town of 400 people and the biggest town in a good 150 miles any direction. Standing in the middle of the road holding a stop sign was a road construction worker who, at least approaching from a distance, sure looked to be young, hot, and blond. I thought this barren desert of a place was creating a mirage in my mind. There was no way I was seeing a hot blond construction worker in this wasteland…..right?
As I got closer, I slowed my car and ultimately stopped to see my eyes were not playing tricks on me. There was indeed a very attractive late 20’s blond holding this stop sign…and if that wasn’t enough, she was wielding a freshly lit cork filter cigarette in her free hand. As if this wasn’t enough to make my day, this chick was smiling welcomingly at me and approaching my car. I put my window down and she informed me that a pilot car would be there in a few minutes and I could follow that through the construction zone.
In the meantime, this gave me plenty of time to talk to her…and watch her smoke that cigarette which I had now identified as a Marlboro Red. She was a total sweetheart of a gal and we had a very friendly back-and-forth while waiting out there in the most barren place on Earth. Needless to say, I was observing her smoking technique as she puffed away and doing my best to ingest the toxic chemicals she was exhaling (I was slightly disappointed that there were no talking exhales). She ultimately finished the cigarette and tossed it to the pavement, only moments before our discourse was rudely interrupted by a truck full of wisecracking Indians that pulled up behind my car and asked the girl about the construction situation from their truck. She had to abandon me and approach them to answer their questions, prematurely ending my extremely satisfying and flirtatious encounter with this nicotine-addicted babe.
Not long after, the pilot car came and it was time for me to drive away….but not without a sighting memory that will forever be seared into my mind. So if you ever want a really great sighting, I guess you need to drive out to the most barren grasslands of South Dakota and look for a blond hottie working road construction.