My First Passenger and 3,456 Miles of Toilet Paper

The last few days have been interesting. On Tuesday, I had another driving session. This time, we drove up to Heber, and I gave a tour during the trip. In a bus, it is about a 40 minute drive, because the speed limits in Provo Canyon, especially the bottom, are much faster than a bus can take the turns safely. Most of the drive was under the speed limit, but we got there safely. When we got there, the tour ended at the train station for the Heber Creeper, and then we went over to the Dairy Keen, and got shakes. Thinking about that makes me want one now! But I'm sure they would be closed by the time we got to Heber, if they are not already. Anyways, it was a really good trip up there and back, and it was fun to give a little tour along the way.

Yesterday I had my last driving session before the Commercial Drivers' License test. I have scheduled mine for the 4th of April. I should not have any problem with that. Since we really had nothing to do yesterday, because we have been over everything we need to do, and we had all afternoon, we decided to just go exploring in the area south of Provo. We went to a little town called Benjamin, where there is supposed to be a haunted house. We found that. It just looks abandoned. Someone has put fake cameras all over it, to try to deter curious people from getting into it, but the fence is only on one side, so you just walk around it, and crawl into a basement window. We did not go in at all, because there really was no place to park the coach! After that, we went back to Spanish Fork, and then up to Mapleton. In Mapleton, I decided to stop by the Wilsons' house, to show off the coach. It was the middle of the afternoon, so I was hoping Sister Wilson had finished her mail route early. As we pulled up, I saw her car in the driveway. I parked on the curb in front of the house, and then went to the front door. She must have heard the bus idling, because she came to the door with a really puzzled expression. She looked a bit surprised to see me, and then noticed the bus and asked if she could go for a ride. Trent was okay with it, so she got her coat and joined us on the bus. We just drove around Mapleton and Spanish Fork some more. It was fun. She was my first passenger, even though it was a free little joy ride for her. When she got off, we decided to put the bus away and call it a day, because we had been out there for a few hours!

Today I had to work at my custodial job. The work there is not particularly exciting, but the people I work with are a lot of fun. Today, I finished my daily tasks, and then we got an order of toilet paper and chemicals. I moved all the toilet paper to the building it belongs in and put it in the basement storage there. As I was doing this, I figured out that the combined total of all the boxes had 3,456 miles of toilet paper in them, and 55,296,000 individual pieces of toilet paper! That ought to last until about September. One of the Freshmen saw me carrying all these large boxes up the stairs and decided to help out a little. That was very nice of him. He obviously did not know my name, so at one point, when trying to figure out where I had gone, he called out, "Hey dude carrying boxes, where did you go?" So I am now known as the "Dude Carrying Boxes." I thought about what that must have looked like to him and other people who saw me. I saw several people a few times, and every time I saw them, I was carrying at least one very large box, with no really clear label on it. To some, it must have looked like I was just wandering around with mystery boxes! That made me laugh.