A blonde driver found herself stranded in a blinding snowstorm, but her father’s wise words echoed in her mind: “When lost in snow, wait for a plow to pass, and follow its path.” She patiently waited, and soon a snowplow emerged from the whiteness. She trailed behind, her heart filled with hope.
The journey was treacherous, but she persisted, following the plow for nearly an hour. Finally, the driver stopped and approached her car. “What are you doing?” he asked, curiosity etched on his face.
She smiled, “My dad taught me to follow a snowplow if I ever got stuck.” The driver chuckled, “Well, I’ve finished clearing Wal-Mart’s lot. Want to follow me to Best Buy now?”
