I have been delivering food for Door Dash as my day job. Every working folk singer needs at least three day jobs. I was getting tired but I decided to take one more order before stopping for the evening. There was an order that needed to be picked up from Burger King. I had a ballpark idea where the delivery location was but I didn’t look very close before accepting the order. I should have looked closer. These Whoppers were headed to the top of the mountain. They were for a lovely couple staying at the ski resort. It was snowing. It was snowing a lot. It took an extra 27 minutes to get to the top. I parked in what would have been the parking lot if it hadn’t been a frozen tundra. I trudged through snow that was knee seep while looking for the right suite. Hello 1226. Here are your fries. Sorry that they are cold. It took a little longer than expected to get here. There was one redeeming thing about the whole experience. It didn’t take near as long to go down the mountain as it did going up.
