Wherein my propane run turns into a full blown fiasco

Wherein my propane run turns into a full blown fiasco

*sigh* Today was one of those days.

I’d taken Thursday and Friday off from work so, among other things, I could have a relaxing day to brew and get some fermented awesomeness back in my pipeline.

Brewing the planned 10 gallon batch meant I needed propane, so I set off to get my tank refilled and run a few other errands.

As I’m approaching the street on my way out of the grocery store parking lot, the older gentleman-apparently at the insistence of his wife-decides to just back up about 10 feet, at which point his rear bumper folded my hood like a hot tortilla and my relaxing day devolved into calling insurance agents and generally being mad at the world.

Yes, I’m still brewing tomorrow. Hopefully my blood pressure is back to normal by then.