The Chaos Theory: The Day I Forgot (8/15/2025)
Yesterday, Friday the 15th, I flat-out failed to write a Chaos Theory story. Why? Because the day was chaotic from the moment I rolled out of bed and I simply forgot. I own it. That’s life. Stuff happens.
Work was the definition of chaos. I had to run the dump truck rented out to another company with lousy communication and a terrible route. The highway was closed for reconstruction, so they sent us down a two-lane county road with blind corners and heavy traffic. Unsafe, stressful, and inefficient. We tried finding alternate routes, but even that turned into a mess. By lunchtime, I was mentally fried.
To make matters worse, a coworker who “knew better” than everyone else added 25 minutes to our very first trip by taking the long way around to the gravel pit. By the time I got loaded, I was spitting tacks. Mistakes happen, but this is the guy who always claims to know it all. Truth is, he doesn’t. I don’t claim to be the smartest truck driver alive, but I know how to use Google Maps, plan routes, and ask questions. That’s why my coworkers usually prefer following me rather than anyone else.
After work, it was prep time for today’s big range session. My truck was already half-loaded, but I had to add supplies, grab spray paint, print fresh training certificates, inspect guns, paint targets, and make sure my tablet was charged. I even found myself writing code in my head instead of sleeping. Toss in a thunderstorm at 4 a.m., and the chaos just kept rolling.
So yes, I failed to post yesterday. But let’s face it—life is chaos. It never runs smooth, it never stays boring, and sometimes you just have to admit defeat. That’s the Chaos Theory.
Welcome to the Chaos Theory. Thank you for watching.
—Davey Defense
