Road Warrior
So here we are again. Making our way through the world trying to find basic commodities.

Toilet paper didnβt bother me much.
I didnβt give a crap about hand sanitizer.
I have to have fuel. I work on the road between four different locations. This requires that I drive.

So now Iβm sitting in a line reminiscent of the 70s.
I was alive when the gas shortages happened then. I donβt remember much.
I remember the lines.
People are panicking and a lot of them donβt have anywhere to go. The word is that most of the public is unemployed at the moment.
So whereβs the rush?
Anyway, forty-five minutes later and two gas stations and my tank was full.
This whole country can be shut down in a relatively short span of time over something we take for granted. Things can be disrupted very quickly.
I know I wasnβt in a very good mood this morning. I got to my first store and had a quarter tank of gas. I wasnβt going to be able to make my second store. I pride myself on getting the job done. If the company sets me an impossible task, wellβ¦

But sometimes you just have to let things go and do the best you can.
I need to make that my mantra or something.
Thatβs it. Thatβs the post.
Seegars