It was a couple of days after one of the worst ice storms Oklahoma City. A moron of the female persuation almost ended my trucking career. I'll just tell you that she "decided" to come to a dead stop on the interstate, on ice, and, well we "met." The only place this moron belonged was at home doing the laundry or making her husband, a truck driver, dinner. He told her not go to out. And I should have stayed at the Flying J on the other side of town, safe and sound, before my company threatened me to go pick up a load going to NYC, or "else." As I was sitting in a motel room waiting for my truck to be repaired, I debated whether or not to ever get in a truck again. I did, and here I am sitting at the stink'n Flying J just west of Little Rock, AR.In the interim, about two weeks ago, I had to pick up a load of lumber at the "port", just south of Cape Kennedy, FL. At the front gate, looking at the cargo sitting in a dirt lot less than 100 yards away, I had to have my truck searched, my background checked and my body scanned for weapons. Osama must be laughing his ass off in the back woods of Pakistan watching this shit. This is absolute pure bullshit nonsense, and as far am I'm concerned, the folks at Homeland Security are morons. If I wanted to blow up the damn port, then all I would have to do is strap some explosives to my fat ass and simply walk through the OPEN UNGUARDED GATE to the really big cruise ship and blow my %^&*'in self up. What the hell are you searching me for? Screw the port and Homeland Security!
And, until the next time I post, what is with these weigh stations that have Pre Pass but don't turn it on? What is your problem sweetheart? Isn't it enough that you morons have idiotic jobs? Daddy, what do you do? Well Johnny, I sit on my ass all day and weigh trucks. Assholes.
