7 2002 |
"Sure, the big door is open. Hold on."
I walked around to the rear passenger door to get the box. Destiny unbuckled and opened her door.
My UPS package already was paid for and labeled, so I was allowed to drop it off at the "Employee's Only" door of our local UPS distribution point. It was late in the day, so the overhead doors were all open to allow trucks in and out.
As Destiny and I came around the corner of the huge overhead door, Destiny was amazed at the sight. Trucks were lined up inside the building, backed against a long conveyor-belt running the length of the building. Men darted in and out of the trucks, tossing boxes out onto the belt, as other men walked around with the handheld computers scanning various packages. There were boxes everywhere, all moving, all disappearing where the conveyor passed behind the office.
I chucked my box on the 'outgoing' cart and turned to leave.
"Come on, Des, let's go." She stood in the opening for a moment, taking in the hustle and bustle, before turning to catch up.
"What were they doing?" she asked.
"They were getting the boxes ready to go to the person they're for. All of those boxes have to go to someone, so they sort them and get them on the right trucks to drive that person's work or home."
She paused for a bit, a thoughtful sort of pause.
"How do they know where the boxes are supposed to go?"
[BIG grin~!!] so awesome...SO awesome! ::sigh:: is there anything better than little girls? i swear, my soon-to-be-3-year- old is the wonder of my life. the way i look at her and smile for so long, i'm sure she thinks her dad is crazy... ...
--dave , 8/10/2002 13:28:44