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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DallasFanForever" data-source="post: 343349" data-attributes="member: 13221">I like that one too! I might have to remember that one next year. I remember you gave me my Christmas name last year cause I was having trouble coming up with something. I can’t even believe we’re discussing Christmas already. Where did this year go? It is! But trust me when I tell you that it’s nothing like a hurricane. Those are much worse. It sure is! I catch myself complaining about the stupidest things sometimes. I guess we all do that. But then I’ll realize how much worse things can actually be and that usually snaps me out of it. I would say that from what I see here most people don’t have them but I could be wrong. I do see them in some houses. From what I’ve read you guys use them for a variety of things, right? I know they’re much more common there than they are here. What also amazes me about the UK is your weather seems to get colder much earlier than the US. We can’t judge it by Florida of course cause we’re still in the mid 80s (Fahrenheit) but the rest of the country is already cooling down considerably, yet it seems like over by you it is much colder already than it is here. Luckily we had a miss every year since 2017 until this past disaster. We were very fortunate for five years. There were a lot of close calls but they just kept missing us for awhile. Unfortunately I guess you can’t get lucky every year. It’s the one big risk of living here. Wilma was the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced, and that’s why my ‘safe place’ is now my car when a storm is coming LOL!! The moment work closes I get in that car and I drive out of Florida. I call home up in New York and I inform them that DFF is on the way. Dad doesn’t agree with leaving really but stepmother won’t allow me to stay. I tend to agree with her. To me there’s no point in staying. I’d rather wait it out in another state until it’s safe. And at least there I know I’ll have food, power and water after the storm is over. Thank you for saying that Lashes! I guess I never thought of myself as a hero for what I do. It is nice to be appreciated at those times. Who was giving me a towel, who was offering me to step out of the storm and wait for it to slow down, who thanked me for bringing them their stuff and risking my life, who wanted to give me food, it is a good feeling to know people care and respect what we do. Okay, I’m a hero. You convinced me now Lashes LOL The things I remember the most about then was signs on doors telling me not to get sick, people giving me extra masks and gloves everywhere I went, and how busy it was on top of everything going on. It was a scary time for us but it was also a very rewarding time if that makes any sense cause I was just completely overwhelmed at how appreciative everyone was. Never saw anything like it. That was such a conflicting time for me between the fear of what was going on in the world yet at the same time I never enjoyed the actual job as much as I did during that whole mess. Thank you! I’m still in shock over that. I used to pass his truck every morning on my way to punch in and I’d always mess with him as I do with most people at work. I’d go to the front of his truck and knock on his hood loudly while he was sitting in his seat and he’d just shake his head. Sometimes he’d crack a smile, which wasn’t easy, believe me. He wasn’t exactly a morning person but I always liked the challenge of moody people. After he died I told myself I wouldn’t walk that way anymore cause it would make me too sad. But I couldn’t do that so I still go that way and now I say a little prayer and I touch the hood as I pass by, the same hood I used to knock on every morning to make him laugh. I think the person doing the route now thinks I’m nuts but I really don’t care. I guess it might be a little weird to be sitting in your seat and seeing someone standing in front of your truck praying by the hood. I just thought of that actually. Oh well, they’ll get over it. Still petrified. Scared. Afraid. Nervous. Anxious. But I am still open to the whole thing, and I’ve received nice encouragement. The girl that works next to me is in the management program, and to be honest, as much as I love her I’m worried about her meetings more than I am mine. She talks so low that no one can understand a word she says. We have to all put our ears up to her face to hear anything. I’ve suggested very politely to turn up the volume a little when she speaks but it doesn’t seem to work, although I did learn that when she gets mad the voice gets noticeably louder. So I think everyone is anxiously awaiting her first meeting more than they are mine, which is good because it takes the pressure off me when it’s my turn. Have a great week ahead my friend and the same goes for everyone else on this thread!</blockquote>

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