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I remember driving a bucket down south after a hurricane. A lotta roofers and people selling generators and chainsaws passed me the entire time. At one point I ran across a fleet of Bloom trucks - three guys to a truck. One white fellow and two messycans per truck... that surprised me. I never...

Ha. I hated the travel part, too. Once the local contract is played out, they move their Asplundh asses on to the next gig. It wasn't bad at first...