The Snowblower
What good is a blog if you can't share a few stories from your past that are a little self-deprecating. One freezing cold morning in Buffalo, NY, at about 5am, I drove in my car to my boss's house because we needed to go to Toronto for an important research project. I pulled up my car next to the curb at my boss's house and saw him snow blowing the driveway. The machine was so loud and it was so dark that he had not realized I arrived. I got out of my car and began to walk up the driveway when I suddenly slipped on a patch of black ice. I landed forcefully on my hip and it must have been quite a sight, considering my 6 foot 6, 250 pound frame. I instantly looked up to see if my boss witnessed this embarrassing moment but he did not. I quickly stood up and gingerly walked to his garage. I was greeted with a good morning and an offer to step inside to stay warm. I readily obliged.
As I stood inside, I reached for my cell phone and saw that it was missing. I realized I must have dropped it when I fell. I looked to see where my boss was and sure enough he was snow blowing near where I fell. He had to stop the snow blowing so I could search for the phone, but no luck. I then began to doubt if I even brought it with me and wondered if it fell off my belt clip in the snowy parking lot at my apartment complex. If that happened, there was a good chance someone would run it over. I had no choice. I had to call my wife, who was 6 months pregnant at the time, and ask her to go outside and check for the cell phone. She was not happy to say the least, but did so, and there was no sign of the phone.
At this point, we had to get started on our trip, but on the way, my boss called and then woke up his wife on the phone and asked her to look around on the lawn for the phone. I didn't hear her reaction but imagine she wasn't too happy as well. Nothing was found until several days later when my boss informed me that little pieces of the cell phone were found all over his lawn when the snow melted. It has evidently taken a pass through the snow blower. I was too nervous to ask if the snow blower was ok.
As I stood inside, I reached for my cell phone and saw that it was missing. I realized I must have dropped it when I fell. I looked to see where my boss was and sure enough he was snow blowing near where I fell. He had to stop the snow blowing so I could search for the phone, but no luck. I then began to doubt if I even brought it with me and wondered if it fell off my belt clip in the snowy parking lot at my apartment complex. If that happened, there was a good chance someone would run it over. I had no choice. I had to call my wife, who was 6 months pregnant at the time, and ask her to go outside and check for the cell phone. She was not happy to say the least, but did so, and there was no sign of the phone.
At this point, we had to get started on our trip, but on the way, my boss called and then woke up his wife on the phone and asked her to look around on the lawn for the phone. I didn't hear her reaction but imagine she wasn't too happy as well. Nothing was found until several days later when my boss informed me that little pieces of the cell phone were found all over his lawn when the snow melted. It has evidently taken a pass through the snow blower. I was too nervous to ask if the snow blower was ok.
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