Well, Fuck-tard is back and as stupid as ever. Here is my evidence. For the load I’m on, my fuel routing had me stopping in Milldale, Connecticut and getting fifty gallons, then stopping in Carney’s Point, New Jersey and filling up. Problem is, I’m not going through New Jersey. After my last experience going through… Continue reading Does Stupid Hurt?
Back in Westfield, Massachusetts. Sitting at the gate. Again. This time I have a piece of paper that list my appointment time as 17:45. I’m allowed to drop the load up to six hours before that or six hours after. There will be damages here if they come up with another reason why I can’t… Continue reading Delivery Attempt #3
Day two of my delivery ordeal. I’m in Sturbridge, Massachusetts. There used to be a truck stop here called Sturbridge Truck Isle. I used to love this place. It had a great restaurant with excellent food. A hotel. Beautiful scenery. A pond with a walking path. Then the Pilot truck stop chain bought the place… Continue reading Sturbridge Truck Isle
Sitting in line at the gate at H**e D***t, hoping for the best. Epes has put a pre-plan on me that picks up today and delivers in the morning. So they’re hoping for the best, too. It’s a shame some places have to be like this. But it’s all too common. Well, I’m next in… Continue reading Delivery Attempt #2
Was told that I could deliver my load at noon today. Then Epes set an appointment for noon tomorrow. Needless to say, I’m going back at noon today. But it’d be just like H**e D***t to make me wait until tomorrow. Through the years I’ve been given very good reasons for not shopping in their… Continue reading Waiting …
Westfield, Massachusetts. Parked behind Cafe Santorini, which has truck parking. When I arrived at the consignee, I was told their cut-off was 10 pm. So as hard as I ran, it was all for nothing. Man. I sat there at the gate while the security guard talked to the dock clerk, feeling like my whole… Continue reading Massachusetts
NYC. Bouncing through The Bronx on what they try to pass of as an Interstate. I’m more than a little annoyed that I just spent over an hour trying to get across the George Washington bridge. Never again. It’s tradition for me to avoid this area like the plague. It’s a tradition that has served… Continue reading NYC
Heading out. I’m bound for Westfield, Massachusetts. Google maps say it’s 817 miles. I have until 02:30 tomorrow morning. No problem. Of course, it would have made more sense if I had left yesterday. Ran half yesterday. Half today. But dammit, I wanted at least one day away from the truck. Besides, I had toys… Continue reading About That Weekend …
I just left a customer in Concord, North Carolina. On the way out, I heard that the security guard was listening to Rush Limbaugh. He was ranting about how the BBC News Service is probably the most liberal news organization in the world (other than, he said, the Iranian news agency, IRNA). Hehe. Whut? Okay,… Continue reading Fundamentalist Liberals
Just south of Winston-Salem. I’m headed down to deliver at the tobacco giant in Concord. I did something rash last night. I accepted a pre-plan to Massachusetts that has to deliver by 02:00 Monday morning (hell, I requested it). This means at the very latest I’ll be leaving early Sunday morning. See? I don’t mind… Continue reading I Did Whut?