Ya Win Some, Ya Lose Some

John lost some this morning, $300 worth of propane to be exact. He let me off at the tank to feed the turtles while he went to burn pear (thorns off cactus for cows to eat). I noticed the smell of gas was quite strong within a few minutes. I thought it was strange I could smell it from that far but thought it was the weather. After feeding the turtles a few minutes I looked up and it looked like fog had settled over the water. Little did I know it was the propane. When I heard the truck coming my way so soon I knew something was wrong. When he tried to hook the pear burner up to the propane tank something went wrong and he couldn't get it shut off so he drove off and left it spewing like a volcano. John called the propane man and he was to meet us back there in an hour. We could see the gas spewing from the highway as we drove off. When we came back before an hour was up the propane man was just driving down the lane. He fixed the problem and refilled the propane tank. John was disgusted and out of the mood to burn pear so we're home and in front of the TV and computer. Old people should know when to hang up their hat and call it a day.