|Story of my life.
The simplest, but least favorite part of my job.
Following the rig to and from the job site.
No one likes having to go five under the speed limit
And I don’t like cars riding my tail…
Just an ounce of patience, people!
On Wednesday, we were stopped.
The car behind me didn’t like being stopped and
went to zoom around me then suddenly slammed on his brakes.
I guess he saw what we were waiting for
when the small children crossed the street
just where he would have been flying through
had he not realized why the traffic in front of him was at a standstill.
Waiting for the children to get off their school bus.
Just because you can’t see what you’re stopping for,
doesn’t mean there’s not a reason…