Me? I just deadheaded 325 miles from Reidsville, NC to Huger, SC for a load headed north to Grand Rapids, MI. I had just delivered a load north of Detroit. Then deadheaded 250 miles to Medina, OH to get the load to Lowe's in Reidsville. It's in the middle of no where. Whatever - they're paid miles.Flash forward. The first set of beams were put on the trailer. They extended 5 feet off the rear, 3 feet off the front. I started to get worried. The next set of beams went on. The forklift driver was tired and very cranky. Screw it, he was an asshole. He's sitting in the lift in the air conditioning as I run around getting dunnage and making sure what he puts on is centered. The looks like he going to fall asleep. I cut him some slack - maybe he's working a second shift to cover for the holiday. I'm such a sweet guy - ha!
I look at the load. I get my tape measure. He drives away. Those second set of beams went over the rear of the trailer by 11 feet! 11 freak'n feet! Are these people kidding? We only very rarely do over sized loads. It's July 4th. The delivery ETA is Monday 8am. Permits, escorts, flags, over sized signs - forget it!
Two hours on the phone and sending messages over the Qualcom. The word comes down from the heavens - tell 'em to take it off. Well, they were just thrilled. We look like a bunch a morons. Somebody didn't tell us the load was 60 feet. The shipper says it's my fault. Right. Screw them.
I'm stuck here for 2 1/2 days over the freak'n weekend. I deadhead 100 miles to the T/A off I-95 in Manning, SC. It's 103 degrees. My company doesn't want me to idle. Oooo Kay. Mrs. Grumpy says go inside and grab and shower and some food. I did. Good idea. I feel better. But I'm still stuck here for 2 1/2 freak'n days.
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