Our first night back was as expected... a total butt whooping. 65 orders in the 8 o'clock hour... holy smokes. While we were prepared for orders fluttering down like a gentle winter flurry, the order mirage reminded us more of the German ariel assault of France in WW2. Total chaos... it was awesome. It was great to get back in the game with a bang and we were pleased to see that we were missed. For better or worse we survived the night with some lengthy delivery times, sore forearms and a couple red bulls stashed away for tonights bombardment. Today we are locked and loaded, few more humans in store and a utility driver just in case Watertown wants to drop some bombs again. Anyway, so happy to be back... lets do it again tonight.
