Mission: Day nine, 6:31pm. Yesterday was a near disaster....

Yesterday, unfortunately was my day to accept a mission. We were in desperate need of supplies supplies. I was alone in my quest, as my partner was AWOL. I have prepared my car, my Playlist and my very being for the preparation.

I have a specific goal, I know exactly what needs to be procured, and I am ready. I quickly move into the war zone that is a grocery store during the holidays. I smoothly grab a cart and make my way through produce. I am laser focused, and have swiftly found my requirements.

I hear something come over the speaker.... oh, God, I'm defenseless. It's the other song..... all she wants for Christmas is them, or whatever. They are either toying with me, or trying to warn me to leave. We all know what that song means.....more very popular songs are to follow. I decide I must complete the mission. It's vital to our survival. I mustn't leave before my goal is accomplished.

I immediately start grabbing the first of what I see for my list. No measurements, no special identification, just grab and go. Another song comes on, I'm still safe. Then as I am attempting to settle the account, I hear it..... I begin to think it's over, I'm lifting my face to accept the warm white light of Whamhalla...... then BOOOM! COVER!!!!! My ears tell me I'm safe, but my brain refuses to accept the truth. I am frozen. I slowly move and I'm still here. Visibly shaken, but very grateful.

I package my rations and head to my car. I make sure the music is loud, and the windows are up. I make it home safely, one more time.

Stay safe, stay strong, stay vigilant,

Boomersgang, signing out. 12/09/2025