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About Wiltz

So, picture this: I’m haulin’ cargo cross-country, right? Got deadlines tighter than a nun’s—well, ya know. Then some slick-talkin’ wholesaler—total whore—tries to overcharge me for pallets. Says, “Supply chain’s a mess, pal.” Bullshit! I’m like, “Don’t gimme that noise—I disarm bombs for a livin’!” Okay, not bombs, but paperwork that’d blow yer mind. Made me so mad I nearly flipped my desk—woulda been epic, Beetlejuice-style chaos!

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First off, I’m an accountant. Yeah, I know, super exciting, right? But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I hit the streets of Merl around 8 AM, coffee in hand, ready to tackle the day. I took my usual route down Rue de la Liberté. Love that street, but it’s always packed. Like, seriously, who needs that many people at 8 AM?

Merl Edward Webb, Sr.