Thursday - night
Just got home 30 minutes ago. It's 8:30 pm btw.
The last 3 days of work have been rather hellish.
Today was over 5 hours at the plant. They are having issues with one of their tanks and delivering it through the lines. "Something" is wrong but they allegedly don't know what. Considering I spent 7 hours in that plant 2 days ago, I started asking questions. Not in a harsh or critical way, I just wanted to know when I was going home? T he mom needs the help with me there to watch the kids while she goes and does her stuff.
Today, however, the loader didn't like me asking him about it so he got on his phone and called for a supervisor. Or whatever the guy's title is, I don't know, but he walked up to the truck and said "you called for a supervisor?".
No. He started talking about me asking and I said yes, I asked when I would be getting out of here? We went back and forth, I kept my composure, he did not. He started getting angry, I guess because I wasn't backing down to him. Is there something wrong with asking questions? No, he replied, but you have an attitude. Uh, no, I'm simply asking questions since I'm spending so much time in here lately. You, however, appear to be getting angry.
No, I'm not angry, you have an attitude! No, I don't, I just want to get a glimpse of why it's taking so long for me to get loaded and get out of this place. Back and forth, I'm not going to back down to a power tripper tho I remained polite and respectful,, I just wasn't going to be intimidated by him, let the chips fall where they m ay, I am not in love with this job as it stands as long time readers will already understand.
Well, I heard you say God da** the other day when they told you it was going to be awhile. NO, sir, I do not EVER say that, ever. I think I said damn because I needed to get home and help with the kids. I don't really like to cuss at all but sometimes it slips out. He replied he has 8 kids and he has been here today for 12 hours. Well you work here... but it gave a glimpse into a man's mind who is probably unhappy with his job having to be there so many hours and taking it out on someone he figured was easy prey. i
Well you work here too, right? No, I come here to load. This dude had something up his crawl;, he couldn't accept anything I said. I do not work for that plant, I work for a trucking company. They pay my paychecks.....more back and forth and I said, look I'm hungry. I want to get this done. Oh, well we have food here. Yes and I was in there getting water right next to the food and I wasn't offered any even tho I was acknowledged being in there.
The conversation was petty and the man finally said, well no offense, but you don't have to come in here ever again if you don't like it in here. So, you are getting so angry now that you are inviting me to leave here? No, I'm "just" saying you don't have to come back here. Pettiness, complete and total petty, childish behavior at this point. OH and btw, you shouldn't be outside of the truck at all! First time I've ever heard that at the plant but I decided that was my queue to end this, I got back in the truck, shut the door and stared at him. He walked off in a huff and a puff and I could have cared less.
5 minutes later, this giant black dude - this guy is 6 feet 6 I'm guessing and a bundle of muscle - comes walking up to the truck with a bag in his hand. Now what? I'm thinking. He said he heard I was hungry and he was bringing me some food. Oh, well thank you! but I was just invited out of this plant. Oh, we're all grown @$$ men, just ignore him. He handed me the food, I shook his hand and began eating some very wonderful smoked brisket and sausage with mashed potatoes, beans and rolls.
I actually felt much better after eating. ;The power tripper never came back, I was in there until mid afternoon and finally left.
After fueling I started driving up the road. Got 30 miles and kablaaam! A tire blew and blew loudly on the trailer. I succumbed to the fact that this entire weeks? sucks and just accept it. That was a 3 hour ordeal to get a tire truck out there.
Let's go into yesterday. I was at the delivery plant. They have become anal about delivery times, which doesn't bother me, I show up 30 to 60 minutes early, completely acceptable in t he trucking industry. But..;. it took 15 minutes just t o get on the scale to weight the truck in and then it took 45 minutes to find a manager to sign off on the paperwork and unload the lock on the valve on the pipe we hook up to.
I finally got some guy to sign off on the paperwork that I didn't even know had that authority. The issue is that t hey are still down to 1 tank and they want us showing up at our appointed times, not 7 hours early. Yup, it's ONE driver that is causing all of this nonsense and yup, it's the dude that keeps trying to get ahead of me all the time. I won't go into my thoughts a manager who can't control his drivers and puts up with the contempt this driver is giving him.....
And then there's the day before that which was 7 hours and not even going into that.
My days are being consumed by this job. For the slowness that it took them to load that stuff today, I expect it to take 2 or more hours to unload it tomorrow. Whatever. I'm not going to sit around crying like a baby, I'm just printing out my days and just how much of this I am willing to tolerate before I draw a line and say nope, it's time to quit.
I'm tired. It was a 13-1/2 hour day. Reminder of days gone by when I'd spend that much and more on the road constantly. I don't want that life again.
Oh, did I say they are still having water issues? They "fixed" it, but it's a clamp and they dumped concrete all around it. Many are saying it won't hold. I'm saying let's hope it does! The kids are allegedly, finally going back to school tomorrow - can't have a school without functioning toilets. And then there's the huge debate going on in the local gossip group. Much of that conversation was started by yours truly.
Anyway, I'm getting off of here, watch a little tv and going to sleep.
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