The end of Wednesday

I felt like I hadn't done enough, but I was unsure on what else I could do. I wanted to go right back down to NOLA with the returns from any other customer that was not open in BTR. I wanted to rob the Wal Mart for them, and I was worried about Charity and Memorial. It seemed unlikely that the hospitals had been evacuated when nothing else in the city was working the way that it was supposed to work. We didn't see anything that led us to believe the military or FEMA had entered the area beyond the few people we saw It wasn't fair that to all the people trapped in the city and at the hospitals, salvation was 70 miles up I-10. The problem was they had no way to get there. We saw buses lined up along I-10 just outside of Baton Rouge and Laplace. Why weren't they in the city rescuing people? I still don't understand the governor or the mayor. I guarantee you if I was a government leader, I would have commandeered whatever I needed, especially if I was the governor. I would have had the National Guard waiting in Alexandria and I would have sent every schoolbus I could get ahold of on Tuesday morning, not Thursday or Friday, when she finally did something. I would not have been on TV crying begging Bush to send help. They might as well have held hands and sung kumbaya or some shit like that as all the good the crying did. Sorry, I digress. I felt so drained after my day in NOLA. I had fire ant bites on my legs, I stunk from the diesel and god knows what else in the water. I was hungry and tired and wanted to do more. I think Chris and I went to Golden Corral to eat, but neither of us had much of an appetite. We were praying that Robin, the pharmaceutical company, would send the drugs that were so desperately needed in NOLA.

I called Lisa that night and told her everything that had happened - she was really worried about me being in the city, but understood it was my job.