I was wrong.
I didn't take into account the possibility that fiberglass panels on the bed of a pickup might be slippery.
As I waited patiently at the stop sign of a busy intersection between Lowe's and Walmart, I eventually saw my chance to make my left turn. With traffic coming at me in two directions, I moved quickly. I heard a loud snapping sound. I looked in my rear view mirror. I saw my load sitting right in the middle of the intersection in the exact position in which I had loaded it: Six 2x4's neatly lined up in a row across two fiberglass panels. The load remained undisturbed. It had simply been relocated from the truck to the street.
People drove around my supplies to avoid hitting them. I quickly pulled back into the parking lot and waited for an opportunity to dodge traffic and get my stuff. A lady had stopped her car near my pile on the pavement so that others would not hit it as I attempted to gather it all up and return it to the bed of my pickup.
This lady had a teenage son who was already stacking the lumber for me by the time I got to the pile in the street. Together, we carried the stack from the street to my truck. I told him he was my hero for the day and game him a buck. I would have given him more, but I rarely carry cash anymore and that's all I had.
Then I grabbed some twine, tied down the load and drove home very slowly.
1 comment:
Tim - Totally and completely out of character of you. I'm shocked!
Naomi - Wood out.
Devon - How embarrassing!
Silas - We used twine for forts and floats. Now you know to tie it down every time you have a big load.
Bethany - I'd have been mortified and totally stressed.
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