Wednesday, April 27, 2022

 Not posting much while there isn't much going on. Hence the last post being 4 days ago. The Morris trip was uneventful. I got up to the plant, they were ready for me this time, it still took them 4 hours to get it done. You just come to expect that it's minimum 3 hours and probably more.  I stayed at my favorite place going up and coming back.  Going up because the loading plant wouldn't let anyone in the gate for an hour and 15 minutes while they dealt with a power outage - at the guard shack only. The rest of the plant was operational.

They made everyone wait that long before - probably someone much higher up - told them to let people in, the plant needs it's workers to run the damn place! lol Before we got to that, however, a bright, cheery lady came up to my truck and told me, you can go in now! Hurry! We have a sliver of power!  I got to the card scanner and baam - nothing lmao.

And then, this other lady came out of the guard shack shaking her head at me, obviously in a very  bad mood, talking down to me like I was a kindergartner in trouble.  Uhh, ma'am - she - pointing to the bubbly, spirited lady that was definitely not in a bad mood - told me to come in here.  She did?  Yes, she did. 

You don't win arguments with security personnel at these plants. They will just as soon throw you out of there as deal with you.  They actually made me back out of the entrance.  I can tell ya, the entrance ain't pretty and isn't fun to try and back around that corner.  But whatever, I'm not getting thrown out of there because of any attitudes from me, I just smiled and said sure!

My job is still intact, which is surprising to me because I don't really drive they way they think I should drive. It's worked for me for 38 years in the trucking industry.

But now, I'm in Brownsville.  I drove 300 miles, stopped for a break and then was going to stop at the 400 mile mark, where there is a Love's travel center and then drive on in the rest of the way.  But, I saw that I had enough fuel to make it all the way down, so I just kept driving past it. 

About an hour out from the Brownsville yard, I received a message that the person that runs the operation in Mexico said there will be a certain trailer there "shortly".  I know this guy and his predictions, they are almost always off - wayyyyyyy off.  The last time he said that, which was the last time I was down here, it was 5 hours after he made such a statement and a trailer actually showed up.

So I drove on through, trying to beat them bringing a trailer to the yard.  I can legitimately call it 14 hours of detention if I get here and there aren't any empties, whether they show up after I get here or not.  This is the manager's deal with them, I'm all for it.  But, alas, I got here and it had arrived, the other driver before me had just pulled out of the yard as well.  No detention, but no problem.

The property? LOL.  What's to report? More rain in the forecast.  When I say that, I'm ignoring the low percentage days and focusing on the high percentage days.  Saturday, there is a 71% chance of rain. That will ruin the several days of drying that have occurred before it and will blow this thing off another - who knows how long.  I'm almost desperate at this point to just get the thing going, please.  

But I don't have that kind of power, to stop the elements. God does, but it's the "April showers bring May flowers" time of the year.  

I'm considering whether I want to go to AZ for the class reunion or not. Airfare isn't exactly cheap right now.  To fly from the town where I work out of, it's around $700 round trip.  Lol, for a 3 day trip.  "But you make good money". I won't deny that, but that doesn't mean I want to just start throwing wads of $20's in the air and dance around like the village idiot exclaiming how wonderful it is to pay almost double what it cost last year!  You know, this inflation stuff? And pilot shortages? And pilot sick call ins - planned stuff where thousands of flights are cancelled in a single day?  Yea, that stuff.  

In other news, some troll got onto my Facebook page and started saying stuff that was unbelievable.  I had some public posts up  - where anyone can see them and comment on them.  Yea, if you aren't a friend on Facebook now?  You aren't commenting on anything and you aren't seeing any of it.  My friends list is now only viewable by me.  I can't believe some of the things people do on the internet to try and inflict harm and grief to others in the name of what? Fun?  Screwing with people?  I had friends only seeing my posts and then decided to go public for a while to see what would happen.  Goodness gracious!  That was a dumb move! 

Dang tho. I really need to see about 3 people in the Phoenix area.  I'm likely going to press the button, buy the tickets and swallow the bill.  I really need to get back for a weeklong visit, that wasn't in the cards.  My dispatcher was already complaining about me wanting any time off - a bit ridiculous to have vacation hours and only be able to use them when they tell you you can? Life doesn't happen that way, miss, things happen and sometimes and the most inopportune moments.  I didn't make the date for the reunion, I just wanted to go after missing the other 2.  They didn't have a 30 year reunion, but they had the 10 and 20 version of it.  I don't expect that that many of us will still be around for a 50 year reunion, if such a thing even exists.  

I'm just flip-flopping around in my thoughts.  There was something I really wanted to discuss - that is totally eluding me right now. I got caught up with attempting to get down here and beat the empty to the yard and everything just vanished out of my mind lol.  When I get back tomorrow afternoon, I will have enough hours for a Oklahoma trip and that's it.  I won't be shocked if I get sent out on that trip, either.  But,it would give me most of Saturday and all of Sunday off. That wouldn't be such a bad thing?  I really don't know how the dispatcher will handle it.  It's either what I said above or I'll get a 34 starting after I get back tomorrow and will have to go back to work on Saturday, late load.  I prefer to take the Oklahoma run, thanks, get a weekend mostly off.

Well, fatigue is hitting and it's getting my version of late. Early rise, must needs hit the sack.

G'nite.

 Friday late-morning Typical morning when there is no work.  It was, I should say, until the new guy called.  "There's nothing wron...