The repower we’re going to do after delivery was at the request of Johnny J____, our dispatcher when we were with R&K. He’s the fuck who I argued with on over the phone from the gravesite before Mara’s dad was even in the ground. He’s also the fuck who, when Mara was begging him to […]
New Mexico. I’ve driven a little less than 60 miles. After delivery we have a re-power that will take us back to Texas and into the San Antonio area. We’ve already made sure that we can find wi-fi there in case we sit again. It actually wouldn’t hurt us to sit long enough to do […]
Heading north on I-45 in Texas, heading back to the Dallas area. We’re picking up a load going to Phoenix. It’s about time. Geez. I know it was Easter weekend, but we’ve sat for four days. Well, except for that load from Dallas to Houston (ooo, ah, 250 miles). Man. We’re going to have to […]
I just wrote Starla. She wrote me a while back asking if we were still friends, because she hadn’t been able to get in touch with me. I admit that I’ve been avoiding her and Jeff, and I’ve been more than annoyed that they’ve called 5 or 6 times a day sometimes. Well, I wrote […]
Easter Sunday Dallas, Texas. We’ve been here since we left the rail yard. We didn’t expect much to be moving this weekend. USX asked us about re-powering a load last night. We grumbled to ourselves, but told them we’d do it. Then they said they’d already found another truck. Hehe. Dumbasses. I woke up this […]
Madre de Dios. USX sent the bills but used the wrong reference number. I wonder how long it’ll take them to fix this?
Stuck at the rail yard in Dallas. Customer can’t accept load until USX sends them the bills. USX says they’ve done this, but customer still has no bills. The guy in the office says a USX driver had to wait for 9 hours last. I told him, and then told USX, that we won’t be […]
Northbound on I-35. Our Georgia load drops at a rail yard in Dallas. But at least it gets us out of Laredo. And if we have to sit in Dallas at least we can get to an Internet connection. As for the other issue, Mara and I had a fight about it, which evolved into […]
Just had a minor skirmish with Mara. Again over Bobby. She had gotten a kilograms to pounds conversion rate from someone in her trucker buddy club. Then she told me “And it wasn’t Bobby. I’m keeping my damned promise.” This irked me. For one thing, I never asked her to stop talking to this guy […]
Laredo, Texas. Wow. My sense of time is really screwed up. It feels like we were just here a few weeks ago.