Well, it started when I was younger and it was kind of by accident. I was volunteering at a pet shop and one of the managers asked me if I wanted a pet. My mom was totally against any pets. At the time I had really wanted a Bearded Dragon.
At about an hour into the drive my auditory senses were ravaged by what is probably the number one driving song I have ever heard. Golden Earring’s Radar Love had me pounding the wheel into submission and singing like I was an American Idol throwback. You know the ones, they couldn’t sing if their life depended on it, but they sang anyway. Yeah I was that guy.
Thankfully, somewhere in the lucid hours of the drive I got some coffee into me and it perked me up slightly but I was still driving from sheer force of will not to be late. We had an appointment at 10:00 AM at the Santa Fe Station Hotel and Casino.
Packing them is really the trick we make sure we get everything labeled properly so when we bring it back, it all goes back where it’s supposed to. Especially hets and things like that.
