I'm sure everyone had their fair share of the arctic cold last winter. This story takes place in Northern NY during one of those week-long -25-degree weeks. We got a decent little blast of lake effect snow (around 8-10 inches or so) one morning and while doing my route, my phone rings.
It's my boss calling to tell me he's stuck and needs to be pulled out. Sure, no big deal right? Wrong. I get to the house and he has his 2004 Chevy 3500 buried up past the drivers side door handle. We started digging, but we kept needing a break every five minutes or so because with the cold and wind, no amount of clothing was cutting it.
About 30-45 minutes later, we get the truck dug out enough to where we figured we could hook up and pull it out. Well, as I get my 2004 Chevy 1500 turned around to try to give him a tug, I get my right side tires off of the hard packed snow and bottom out the truck. Now we have two trucks down and only one more driver on the road cleaning up accounts.
Instead of calling him and getting our third truck stuck, the homeowner offers to try to pull us out with his Dodge Ram 1500. Bad idea. He gets buried almost instantly. Now we have three trucks with their tailgates all facing each other and almost no room to get a fourth vehicle in. Now we call our third truck in. The driver hops out of his 2002 F-250, surveys the situation, and to make a long story short, seven minutes later all four trucks were pulled out.