Angry man with a lawnmower

Somewhere in the Puget Sound, at this very moment, there is an angry man. This man is angry because he cannot mow his lawn right now even though that's exactly what he wants to do. You may be wondering why this bit of trivia is appearing in my blog. How is this angry man linked to Industrial Revolution? Good question.

Our most recent container of ice cream balls arrived earlier this week from China. It was unloaded into the "yard" yesterday. Because things are so busy down there, they didn't want to wait until Monday to deliver our container (and others, I suppose). Our trucker, from Company A, went down to the yard to retrieve the container. Unfortunately, the container had already been assigned to Company B so our trucker was turned away. He called his boss (the lawnmower man) to report this development. His boss told him to get back in line and, at the gate, claim to be from Company B. The boss is waiting for his cell phone to ring with a call from the trucker. Then the boss will call my factory manager who will call me (I'm at the factory). Then we'll arrange for the dropoff. The key thing here is: the boss can't hear his cell phone if he's mowing the lawn, so the grass grows longer while the trucker waits. We all hope the ruse will work.