In which I one up you

  So I spent an hour this morning standing on the back of an eighteen wheeler [because I'm five when telling this story] on the lift section while boxes went flying straight towards my hands that were a bit crippled by it being so cold they'd turned numb and hey, one hand was holding the "do not break!" telxon.

   How'd you spend your day? :P

  Oh, and after that hour of being up in the air with things flying by, making the whole lift shake a bit, I felt kind of like you do after stepping off an elevator. Only... moreso.