Great - now we have two assholes to deal with!
Woke up this morning to heavy rain and 55 degrees. Oklahoma City is a truly boring place. The roads are terrible and the local drivers stupid. I can’t understand why anybody would want to live here, and for that matter Tulsa. I delivered a load of mulch to a landscape business just outside of Oklahoma City in Edmond. I pulled into this "establishment" and was ignored. Everyone who works there was comatose. It’s always amazing that I can move material 1000 miles without a problem, then some fork lift operator can’t move it ten feet without dropping a pallet and smashing the material. There was no cover on top of the lift and the guy got soaking wet. Good luck when it starts to snow.
My dispatcher is out dealing with an emergency with her mother. When she is not there, I avoid dealing with my company like the plague. The right hand has no idea what the left is doing. I could have picked up a load down the road from where I emptied out. I sat there for about three hours and got a message over the qualcom to deadhead to Tulsa. As I'm driving eastbound on the turnpike I'm feeling horrible - I feel like I'm getting a cold. I'm still suffering from two days of lost sleep last week. Before I drop this trailer at the terminal, I'm headed for the Tulsa FJ for a (hot) shower and buffet. I was not happy to see that Pilot or Love's didn't buy the (out of business) I-44 X238 truckstop. It will soon be a Shell. A Shell? Another 7-11 with a CAT scale and large parking lot.
My dispatcher is out dealing with an emergency with her mother. When she is not there, I avoid dealing with my company like the plague. The right hand has no idea what the left is doing. I could have picked up a load down the road from where I emptied out. I sat there for about three hours and got a message over the qualcom to deadhead to Tulsa. As I'm driving eastbound on the turnpike I'm feeling horrible - I feel like I'm getting a cold. I'm still suffering from two days of lost sleep last week. Before I drop this trailer at the terminal, I'm headed for the Tulsa FJ for a (hot) shower and buffet. I was not happy to see that Pilot or Love's didn't buy the (out of business) I-44 X238 truckstop. It will soon be a Shell. A Shell? Another 7-11 with a CAT scale and large parking lot.
I've been here about twenty minutes and I've already been approached by a "begger": "excuse me, sir, but could you possibly help me and wife out?" Yeah, get a job! There is a really cute little dog in the truck next to me that I would steal in a minute. No I wouldn't. There are the usual three reefers just coming off the scale blocking everyone - trying to move their trailer axles. That's why I love my 10 foot spreads. Are we having fun yet? By the way, for all you (truly annoying) drivers who whine about getting home every three days, I've been on the road for three weeks now and have no plans to head home anytime soon.
