Hilarious in Journal

DH and I were driving back from his parents’ after we’d dropped off chickens (yes you read right), and had to stop because....
On the way out, we noticed that a fairly sizeable tree had fallen across the road. Now it wasn’t totally blocking the road, one could easily drive around it. However, it was slowing the nearly nonexistent traffic perceptibly, and mostly blocking one lane. We’re talking a two-way state road in the middle of effing nowhere. There’s maybe one vehicle a minute or two going one way.
Well, when we came up the second time on the way home, two vehicles were stopped, one sensibly off to the side that the tree was blocking, and one right in the middle of the road (wtf?!). I kid you not. One of these people had one leg. Literally a metal leg. The other was as close to sphere shaped as I’ve ever seen a human being.
The one-leg guy was picking up little twigs out of the road and tossing them aside. Like, great, you’re doing the job a broom could do and taking about 4 days to do it. The other round man was tugging mightily on a larger branch of this obviously much-too-large-to-move tree. Neither had any tools and apparently lacked common sense.
DH and I, stopped a good while back so as not to disturb the scene- and I’m quite sure that, if we had tools and didn’t have a baby in the car, we would have cleared the tree ourselves. Thankfully we have just a tinge more reality to our thinking I guess. We both watched in shocked awe as the round man gave one extraordinary tug- and literally rolled back across the road. For a moment I was confused as to what exactly was happening, but yes, the round man was rolling like a puffy soft ball across the road.
Then we both exploded in laughter. It was just too unreal.
Both of these men, for all their struggles, both drove away without affecting any real accomplishment in clearing the felled tree. I just can’t help but think- what the hell happened to rational thought? What in gods name made either one of these people convinced that getting out and loafing around would do a goddam thing?
I guess I might be overthinking it, but am I ever glad that at least, I know enough to stay in my lane.