I just met a British Canadian who was racist. LMAO.
Receiving called my phone. Said "door 19". I says "ok, just as soon as CR England figures out how to put his automatic transmission in reverse". Dude said "don't even get me started on those CR England dip****s".
So I idled out of the moonscape they call a staging area, trying not to run over Neil Armstrong's footprints as I steered around the massive craters in the lot. Spotted door 19. All the way at the end, where the lot forms a triangle. Blind-side around the truck in door 20 and do so with no room to straighten out the tractor. Hmm... interesting. Whatever.
So I go in there, do a U-turn so tight I had to stop & turn on my back porch light so I can see how close I'm bringing the cab fairing to the side of the trailer. Start backing up for the blind-side around the friendly racist British Canadian's truck. Brought the rear corner of my trailer about 6 inches from the side of his, thinking I'd be perfectly lined up after I did my pull-up. Look out the left window, ... forgot about that triangle shape. No room to straighten out.
Pulled out past the friendly racist British Canadian's truck & tried it again. He was out there watching my corners for me. My trailer lights went out. Yep. Knew that was gonna happen. Oh well. I have a phillips screwdriver, .. I can fix that. Got pointed in the hole, did about 5 or 6 pull-ups in the ridiculously small amount of room I have here until it was lined up. Opened the doors. Parked it in the dock.
Walked over to thank the British guy & he went on a rant about muslims, which morphed into a rant about the Jews & the French & the blacks & Mexicans & pretty much anyone who isn't British & white.
I says "Ok it's cold out here I'm gonna go sit in the truck".