What would happen if the haulier noticed a box that fell out of the vehicle?

The driver with the crates has already travelled hundreds of kilometres, and the next day, when he was leaving his accommodation (he stopped at the nearest hotel he met), he checked again whether all the crates are properly packed, and whether he forgot anything.

He got in the car and continued on his way to get his load. He turned up his radio and pressed in a little more gas. It was winter time, there was snow all around, on the road, on fields, on trees or on houses that were covered with thick layers of snow. It was not only that, but it was snowing all the time, covering the area. There was ice on the asphalt, which made the surface quite slippery and you had to be careful not to slip. Soon, lively music was played on the radio.

"Oh, my favourite number" thought the driver, reported the radio even more and accelerated. He drove into a small town called "Minnesota". It was literally a small town, 1 crossroads and several houses around it. There was also a bakery and a local library on the road. Everything, of course, was covered in snow. Instead of focusing on the road, the haulier decided to sail along with the music. He only woke up when he saw red lights a few dozen metres ahead. He grabbed the steering wheel firmly, then pressed the brake pedal to the end to stop in front of the lights. Because of the slippery asphalt, the rear of the vehicle escaped and hit the deli rooms in the lanterns. During this time the car's flap handle opened and a small package fell out of it.

The driver was relieved when he braked perfectly a few centimetres in front of the lights. Several cars passed in front of him and the colour of the lights changed from red to green. The driver continued his journey. At the same time, little Linda was watching the event from the window. Out of curiosity she could not stand it and decided to see what was inside the box. She quickly put on her shoes, jacket, scarf and cap and went outside. She approached the chest. She looked around to see if there was anyone on the street and opened the box. She was surprised when she saw a little blue bird. Meanwhile, the driver with the goods had left Minnesota. However, over time he began to hear strange knocks.

"What is it" thought the driver. He turned off the radio and actually. From time to time something was hitting something. The driver stopped as soon as possible and got out of the vehicle. He grabbed the back of the car and grabbed his head. The vehicle hatch is open!

"That's probably what the driver still thought in shock when he hit the car. He quickly counted the boxes. It turned out that one was missing.

"One is missing!" thought the nervous driver.

"I have to turn around," he thought quickly. He closed the hatch with a bang, closed it with force, then got in the car and turned around. He was driving quite fast because he did not want to waste much time. Luckily for him, he was quite close to Minnesota, after 5 minutes he was already there. He saw a little girl standing at a crossroads. The nervous driver stopped by the houses and got out.

"Excuse me, but this belongs to me" said the man to Linda.

"It's not that, it's him," corrected the little girl.

"Yes, whatever, give it back to me," said the man. Linda was too small to discuss, after all, it was his and Linda knew it well.

"Can I bring him something? He is cold," said the girl. The man was just banging his head. Linda quickly disappeared in the door. After a while she left with some old scarf. She covered the bird and gave it to the man.

"Please be gentle with him" asked Linda.

"I'll be fine." The man sighed. He took the arena and put it in a box. He locked it up and took it to the cockpit in the car.

"Why was she even coming near that box?" thought the man. He moved on. He had quite a long way to go because he had to go all the way to Chicago. Although he didn't care much where to take the goods, he had to get a lot of money.

"oh well, I've managed to figure it out, because I think you're the fashion aura," the man said to himself with pride. He checked every few minutes to see if it wasn't too hot for a bird. At one point he took this scarf off at all, because it was hot in the cockpit, let alone with the scarf on. Soon the driver crossed the Minnesota borders for good and drove towards Chicago. The journey took two more days. It was all because of the weather, which did not make the task any easier for him. In addition, there were terrible traffic jams and some roadways were terribly blocked. He had to change the route several times. In the end, however, it was the last day of the journey. He was already very close to his destination, at least that is what the GPS showed.

"Why does anyone need so many birds, it is not better to have a cat or a dog?" the man was wondering when he was driving.

"A cat or a dog is cheap to maintain, and it gives the factors of friendship... At least a dog."

"And the parrot is loud, even so small... It is expensive to maintain and does not do anything interesting except eat and rub".

"But probably some rich man decided to have a parrot, he must have one... The rich break any rules they want"

After these long and profound thoughts, he crossed the borders of Chicago.


He had to go to an airport. When he went there, his surprise was greater when he realised that it was abandoned. Initially, he wondered if he had not mistaken the places. However, the GPS showed that he was in the right place. One plane was ready to fly on the runway.

A group of people were waiting on the runway.

The carrier drove up to the plane and got out of the car.

"All the birds are there?" asked the tall man when the carrier approached them.

The driver opened the hatch without saying anything and brought one crate from the cockpit.

"Give him the money, the tall man ordered. Two others gave him two folders that were filled with money. The driver opened the folders and smiled. He had never seen so much money at one time in his life. And it was his money. Meanwhile,

All three of them (because there were three of them) started packing crates. After 15 minutes the plane was ready to take off. All the crates were packed, properly secured and everything was checked. The plane was ready.

"What do you want to do with them?" asked the driver.

"All I can tell you is that we're going to make money," said the man with the retard. Everyone except the carrier got on the plane and started taking off. The plane soon got up in the air and flew away in an unknown direction. The driver was left alone at the airport, holding in his hand the scarf he had received from a little girl.

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