A good day, overall. I started out heading towards Minnesota, but swapped loads and am now due in Alabama tomorrow. Though, it will be a miracle if I get there, because I'm working with the worst directions I've ever received.
I'm coming from a different direction than anticipated, so the initial directions I received needed some modification. Actually, they're totally worthless no matter where you're coming from because they don't have any street names. Anyway, my instinct was to call the source - the receiver. A woman answered the phone. She must have just finished sniffing some glue, because in the 2 minutes of her convoluted rambling, not once did I hear a street name. Guess I know where we got the first directions from. She mentioned a landmark I would pass. Not understanding her pronunciation, I asked if she would mind spelling the name. "Why does it matter? That's not where you're going." And there you have it - yet another reason Alabama should be burned to the ground and then flooded for good measure.
I have no idea if what I ended up with are accurate directions or not. I'm gonna go to sleep and hope the directions come in a dream.
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Grassy ass. Err, I mean, gracias.
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