Pink Elephant with Martini // Cross Plains, TN
We had exited the highway to stop at Sad Sam’s Fireworks Outlet because their sign had a clown that was crying. Immediately, we saw the pink elephant and stopped there first. Attached behind this structure was a giant warehouse that housed a Jesus thrift store. We went into the thrift store first, purchased a Revere Wear saucepan then was quickly driven out by the God-Rock blasted from their speakers throughout the store. We walked to the side of the building to check out the elephant, and Igor peeked inside the door in this photograph. He said the place was full of empty magazine racks and trash, nothing too interesting. A few of the women from the thrift store walked up to us and asked us to move our car because they were about to close and needed to lock the parking lot gate after we left. I thought this was odd because it was 3pm on a Wednesday, but I said ok and asked Igor to move the wagon while I finished taking photos.
Igor pulled the wagon outside of the parking lot and was immediately parked in by a four door sedan. I stopped taking photos and walked over as the passengers of the sedan started asking questions. They said they had gotten a call that someone had broken into the building and did we know anything about it. I had honestly forgotten in that moment that Igor had opened the door, which was unlocked, and looked inside; I was focused more on the passengers of the sedan. All three men were missing several teeth and were what I would consider “meth-billies”, their arrival to check on this abandoned building attached to the Jesus thrift was perplexing. Who had called them? Someone from across the street? The ladies from the Jesus thrift? Were there surveillance cameras inside that someone was monitoring to protect the seemingly abandoned store that was really a front for a religious cult meth lab? We said we didn’t see anything and the meth-billies proceeded to unlock the gate to the parking lot and drive in, unblocking our wagon and allowing us to drive away and check out Sad Sam’s Fireworks Outlet.
I stood in the parking lot of Sad Sam’s and took some photos while Igor went inside. From across the street, I watched the meth-billies check the perimeter of the property then go inside. They appeared to be very concerned that a break in had occurred and spent a considerable amount of time checking the perimeter of the building before entering the door that was unlocked. The whole thing was creepy in a “Hills Have Eyes” kind of way so we got back on the road and headed for Nashville and my favorite pink elephant lover, Ted.