Man... Anyone get the number of that truck? The one that ran my day over and left it for dead? I needed to leave home by 3am in order to get to my truck and then my pickup on time. Mother Nature wasn't havin' that plan at all. 60 mph winds that damn near pushed my car off the road twice on the way to my TA. I turned around and went back home. Tried like hell to get anyone from my company or the broker's office to answer a text or a call. No dice until 8am, a full hour after my pickup appointment. By the time people started communicating with me and forming a plan it was almost 10. Christ. I wanted so badlytojust bail on this load knowing full well that if I moved forward it was just gonna be a big pile of suck. And it most definitely was. This was supposed to be a simple run. Pickup at 7, delivery by 2PM same day. Easy peasy. Shipper punished me for being responsible and saving lives (not just mine) by staying parked. Held me in the damn dock for almost five hours. For the last three, there was no other truck but me. A-holes. And now I'm holding this load til 8am. By the time I arrived at the shipper, I should have been empty at the receiver. F this day. With a chainsaw.
@Snowblind I had one of the most jacked-up docks ever today. I deserve a medal for that one. It's amazing to me how sheltered we both were at Millis. For the most part, we had it pretty easy dock-wise. Except for some of those John Deere loads we had and a very few others, life there was a sheltered one. I feel like I'm friggin bending the laws of physics these days, putting my truck in places it can't possibly go or fit. And frankly shouldn't have to. I want a giant "S" for my shirts. This one today woulda pissed you off I guarantee it. All's well that ends well, I suppose. As long as it ends in a cold beer

Cheers y'all. Be safe out there.
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