Why Bother To Hope?

Well, hell. We thought we were going to get home at a decent time this week, too. But our load wasn’t ready in Bedford Park. We sat in that dock for 7 hours. I don’t know why we even bother to hope anymore. On the upside, this supports my opinion of union shops. I’m trying to find some small satisfaction in knowing that I was right about something.

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