Stop in for a cup of coffee
When I was a kid, my dad was running a ready mix concrete plant out in the desert. His plant was supplying the concrete for the new construction of I 40 out there in the Mojave. One of his mixer drivers, who was also one of his personal friends was hauling to that job one summer day. Arlen the driver had recently broken his jaw in a motorcicle incident and had just returned to work. Arlen had a bit of a reputation for being in the wrong place at the wrong time :lol: . He was coming back to the plant after unloading his mixer and one of those monsoonal summer desert storms fired up. His mixer was struck by lightning :eek:. He survived, mixer did not, but the impact re-broke his jaw
When I was a kid, my dad was running a ready mix concrete plant out in the desert. His plant was supplying the concrete for the new construction of I 40 out there in the Mojave. One of his mixer drivers, who was also one of his personal friends was hauling to that job one summer day. Arlen the driver had recently broken his jaw in a motorcicle incident and had just returned to work. Arlen had a bit of a reputation for being in the wrong place at the wrong time :lol: . He was coming back to the plant after unloading his mixer and one of those monsoonal summer desert storms fired up. His mixer was struck by lightning :eek:. He survived, mixer did not, but the impact re-broke his jaw