A Battle with an Immortal Wasp and an Ice Chest
The morning packed some punches. Before going to work, a wasp entered my room. I took a notebook and smacked it down to the ground. Then I squished the notebook on top of it. The wasp was still not dead. I put my foot on the notebook to apply more pressure, but the wasp did not die. I ended up grabbing a plastic shopping bag, wrapped the wasp with it, put in the trash, and tied the trash closed.
Then as I was driving on the highway to work, an ice chest slide out from a truck with it’s hatch down. The truck was far ahead me and in the left lane while I was in the right lane. The ice chest slide into my lane. I was far back enough to slow down, turn on my emergency lights, and come to a stop on the road. When it was clear, I got out of my car and moved the empty ice chest way off to the side of the road. A dangerous task, but it had to be done because that chest would’ve caused a wreck.
Then at work, it was two people in the lab day. Of course, we were busy. I stayed over an hour extra to help Eric, the closer, get supplies reclaimed. Yeah, that was my adventure filled day.