Murphy's World

I don’t want to tell you
I told you so, but…

I started out my day at 4 a.m. at the service area on I-95, 15 minutes from my delivery. I woke up expecting snow to be falling, but it was clear. Great, I thought, this is going to be a good day!
     I reached my exit, followed my directions and got lost. A local driver led me to my delivery location where I was quickly unloaded. I was preplanned to pick up a load in Burlington, NJ, heading for Massachusetts. I picked up my load – still no snow or rain – and made it to Newark. That’s when the snow finally started to fall.
     The salt/plow trucks were not out yet, so conditions quickly deteriorated. Four-wheelers broke down in the middle lane, slowing traffic and causing trucks trying to go uphill to get stuck. It took me five hours to go 18 freakin’ miles! I jumped off that road and tried another, but there was a truck stuck on the on-ramp. We were detoured to another on-ramp, but wouldn’t you know it, there was a truck stuck on it, too.
     The truck was finally unstuck, but now the snowplows were out in full force, spread out across all three lanes of the highway going 20 mph. I made it to a truck stop at 6:45 p.m. – 45 minutes after my 14 ended.
     Panhandle Pat

Dear Pat,
Your letter is so full of Murphy-type “I told you so’s” I don’t know where to begin, so let’s start at the beginning, and I quote:
     “Great, I thought, this is going to be a good day!” Wrong.

     “I reached my exit, followed my directions and got lost.” Surprise, surprise.

     “Four-wheelers broke down in the middle lane, slowing traffic and causing trucks trying to go uphill to get stuck.” Of course.

     “It took me five hours to go 18 freakin’ miles!” For those of you keeping score at home, that’s 3.6 miles per hour.

     “There was a truck stuck on it, too.” Naturally.

     “I finally made it to a truck stop at 6:45 p.m. – 45 minutes after my 14 ended.” A perfectly lousy ending to a perfectly lousy day.
     Hello! Welcome to our world. There’s a good reason we call this Murphy’s World. Please remember that the next time you wake up thinking today is going to be your day. Trust me, it ain’t.

Regards,

Murphy and Lucky Dog