Monday. It was a cold and rainy morning drive to work. I still felt a little sore and drowsy from last night, but I was sure it was going to ease up by the end of the day. Unfortunately as a longshoreman, I had to drive a forklift all day and of course, they hadn’t replaced the old seats so I guess I’d have to deal with it. I pulled into the parking lot of the factory I work at and got a FaceTime call from Sally. I answer...