Moving land freight across the continental US takes a long time. Usually about a week by truck, longer by train. On any given night there are truckers and railroad engineers all across the fuck-off huge expanse of North America who are spending the night alone so that thirty to forty thousand pounds of potatoes can make it to somebody's party on time. i think about those ppl a lot; without truckers and engineers and other logistics workers, most of us would in some fashion be out of a job, run out of food, or straight up die. i hope you're having a good night, truckers.
can we go back to the bit about the party that has thirty to forty thousand pounds of potatoes. where is that and how do I score an invite
