Ah yes, the wonderment of stressful driving. I crept along with hazard lights flashing, daring the odds so that I might make it to work for my shift. I am nearly there, about to hop from one freeway to the next on this journey when I see a huge neon digital sign over-head … It reads “All Vehicles Must Use Chains“.
Great! I say to myself. It would have been nice to know, although I do not own chains for this vehicle. I brave the elements, still, as I have come too far to turn back now. I make it to work, no awful tragic events, however, NO ONE was there. I reached out to the General Manager and the Operations Manager … Is anyone coming? I was told I was to have called to company-wide inclement weather number for possible messages, then I was told that the message for our particular facility was recorded at 6:20am. I was well on the road at that time, regardless.
I turn around, quite happy I now know that this vehicle does very well in the snow, at least better than those in the ditch, or stuck along side the road. I looked forward to coming back home.
Ah yes. Back into comfy clothes, two dogs in my lap, candles glowing, fireplace burning logs, incense and music. How sweet it is. Now I believe I’ll find a recipe for sweet potato pie, or something yummy I do not have to leave the house for.
When I arrived home, I called, and texted all from work and family, that I had made it back home safe. My longest known, and dearest friend called me an idiot. He said, “All you have to do is watch the news.”
Fortunately, or unfortunately I guess in this case, I gave up watching that BS a long time ago. If, or when, this happens again, I’ll hang out for a bit, remembering to call the hotline, and be late if necessary.