I am a salesman. I travel a lot. Recently, I joined a new business that needs me to take a trip abroad also. I love taking a trip, so I have no problem with that. The majority of the time, I drive. It makes me feel independent. Last month, I was on a company journey in my cars and truck when I chose to stop at a grocery store and pick up some snacks. While I existed, I bumped into an old buddy. He would not let me continue on my journey up until I spent some time with him. So I went to his home…