A Huge Pile of Wood in the Middle of Venice Blvd.

Ya know, it starts out as any Monday around here, we need this, we need that. Gotta run to this supply store and get this and that. So I start out on my crusade, first to White Cap for a few quick things and I'm off to Stock's for some wood and off I go. After a struggle to get help at the lumberyard, I finally find someone, pull the car over there and he starts to get the wood, grabs one end and then looks at me and says, "are you going to get that end?" Of course, I'm looking around to see who he's talking to when I finally realize, it's me! I have to get my gloves from the truck, and yes I do just leave them in the truck, just for reasons like this! So WE proceed to load about $500.00 worth of plywood and some 2x12x12 pieces of wood and some more. It was a full load. I should have known right then when he asked me for help loading the truck that I was in trouble! I go inside, pay my tab and leave. As I get out the driveway, to the light at Venice Blvd., the light turns green and I go. I didn't think I took off very fast at all, but the wood was not secured in the back and as I drive thru the intersection, all but 4 pieces of plywood come off the truck in a perfect pile and land directly in the middle of the intersection! I could not have been more precise in landing the pile squarely in the middle if I had tried to measure it! But there it was $500.00 worth of wood sitting in the middle of Grand View Blvd. and Venice! And I am in a state of shock! I pull over and all I can think to do is call Brian, my sales guy at Stock's, he's less than a block away. I call over there, emergency emergency I need Brian right away, and I'm waiting and I'm waiting as I'm watching everyone honk and roll over some of my wood! I am just freakin' out, Brian's not answering and I don't know what to do. I then decide to drive home ( it's only about 5 blocks) and get some of my workers to help me move it. Just as I make that decision and start driving home, Jack calls (lucky guy!) and I don't even say hello before I just start spewing "I dropped the whole pile of wood in the middle of the intersection I don't know what to do, I have to go" and just like that I hang up on him. I'm sure he's freakin' out but I don't have time to talk! I pull up to the house with the horn blaring and everyone is waving at me, "Hi Michelle!" I jump out of the truck and start yelling "Andale" "Andale" which is hurry in spanish, and I'm waving my arms like a maniac and telling them, in english, what is going on, they look at me like I'm crazy (true point) I tell two of them to get in the car and off we go. I speed away and as I'm mumbling and swearing to myself I look over and notice one of the workers just hanging on to his seat belt (no time to be buckling seat belts!) I speed up to the intersection and my best speed racer turn right up next to the pile in the middle of the street. What else could I do? We jump out and start loading the wood and I look up and what do I see? But my man Brian from Stock's hoofing it over to help!!!!! I hear him say, "is that why you were calling!" and I think to myself da! He tells me a customer of his comes into Stock's and says "if anyone wants some free plywood it's in the middle of Venice Blvd." (a real comedian that one!) and Brian looks up at him, the guy says in a black truck and Brian yells, "Michelle" leaves his customer standing there and just takes off running to help me! Who sweet is that? Of course he shows up and we only have a few pieces of wood left to load but so what! I was just so impressed that he came a running to help! With Brian's help, we finish loading the truck, pull over and tie it down, this time! and away we go back to the house and I'm thinking to myself, It's only 10am............... HD/L/S/WC: 95 p.s. sorry no photos, I was just a little too freaked out to get my camera!