Well, life never gets easier.

I got here - 509 miles later, got into my room, decided to run down the road and get something to eat.  I got to the bottom stop, dropped my phone and walaah.  Screen is ruined.  It was already cracked, but now it's dead in the water, I can't use it at all.  I'm pretty darn lucky I brought this laptop with me, number 1 and number 2, that they have free wifi here or otherwise I would be dead in the water.  I got that phone on long enough to see the address of the place I need to go to tomorrow and then the screen just went into a bunch of lines.  The phone itself is still working, I was glad to see that, it's just a bad screen.  

Hopefully I will be able to get it replaced tomorrow.  I mean, like as soon as they let us out, I'm already going to have directions to the nearest place that is open.  I'd bring my laptop to help with that, but since no internet without the phone, it will be useless. Just need to write down directions tonight and hope I find a good place that will get it done.  I mean, it doesn't take long for them to replace a screen, I know that from experience.

The trip here was unenventful, thank God. That car is getting old, it's got lots and lots of miles on it.  It's got problems too, but so far, the engine and tranny haven't given me any problems.  That thing will still cruise 90 mph without batting an eye.  I got in behind a guy that passed by me in Dallas and just so happened he was going the entire 300 plus miles up to Amarillo and who knows where beyond that.  I won't normally take the lead in speeding on highways cause of having a CDL, but I definitely wanted to get this trip over with.  

I've got 11-1/2 hours before I have to be over there in the morning, so I have time to relax, another big Thank God for that.  It's whatever.  I wouldn't have been able to use cell phone in class anyway.  But I please do not want to go through an entire week without it.  

Guess I'm a bit more dependent on the electronics age than I care to admit. And of course, in my haste to get out of the house I forgot my bible.  Plenty of online version, just find it a more stimulating experience to have a paper book in front of me.  I seem to be hitting brick walls alot, I need to understand why all of this is happening.  I don't, at this point, feel very good about this situation either.  Like it's just not the right move.  But I'm here, I'm going through their orientation and I'm going to drive their trucks for a while whether I like it or not.  If I made a mistake, I'm just going to have to live with it for a while. 

I'd very much rather be in business for myself.  I have always wanted to anyway, but it's a much greater desire now, and no that doesn't including owning my own truck.  I don't care anything about trucking, I just do it to earn a living.  Just after today, I realized how tired I am of driving.  Most any driving. Not quite as bad in a car, especially when I can fly down the highway, but stuck in a truck all day long?  It's just not my cup of tea anymore.  Life might not be too much fun for a while lol.

I'm going to have to figure out how to just talk all of this coming at me with a grain of salt. Shrug my shoulders, move on.  I used to have that down pretty good, just too much going on this year.  Dad dying wasn't the greatest news.  Mom having glaucoma that incompetent eye doctors missed - and therefore is going to lead to her being blind - wasn't so great either. Caleb's wedding was a very bright spot in all of that tho.  

I spent a good portion of the drive thinking about my mom tho.  I mean, at some point, she is going to need assisted living.  In fact, knowing mom and how much she enjoys the mountains and the views, and the idea that she is eventually going to lose her sight?  I don't want to speak on her behalf, but at her age I'm guessing the zest of life may leave with her eyesight going away.  The thing that is really eating at me is that she went to the eye doctor, faithfully,l as often as they said to. They "missed" it.  When she moved to Mesa, her new eye doctor about had a cow when he discovered she had glaucoma AND found out she had been going to an eye doctor for years.  How does this guy find it first time and these other ass***** miss it all that time?  

It pisses me off.  My thoughts, though, really are going to that day if this assistance is needed. I am not going to see my mother hauled off to some shit hole place where people are screaming for help 24 hours a day and lunatics and all the rest of it. I have spent enough time visiting those places, they are hell holes.  I get now why she's getting rid of everything.  She's taking it better than I am. But, she is resigned to the fact that she is too old to do much of anything about it.  She could literally sue that office for a lot of money - enough that she could just have a person living with her - but she isn't there yet.  I understand her reluctance to get involved in such things. She just wants to enjoy life.  

You see, that has eaten at me in recent times far more than this job situation.  But, there are so many things at so many angles it's just getting very stressful.  With all this stuff coursing through my brain, the last thing I want to do is sit through 5 days of listening to people droning on and on about whatever. That's a lot of talking, 40 hours worth.  I know they have valid reasons for it, I get that. I'm just going to have to dig deep and get through all of this.  

But you know? I started that last job and it went to s*** quickly.  So many things that just aren't going right.  What am I doing wrong here?  I'm not looking for a pity party here. I'm just writing out my thoughts.  It helps me figure things out - sometimes anyway.  

You know, and then there's Thanksgiving and Christmas. Those 2 days may or may not be off, from what I read you have to be available up to the day and the days after.  It's a safe bet new drivers are going to get dumped with anything like that.  Really wanted to go visit mom at either Thanksgiving or Christmas.
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Now Monday night.  Almost 9 pm at that.  I never knew how addicted I had become to cell phones.  I am going to have to deal with that.  24 hours without one felt like going off a drug  Tho there were legitimate reasons. The phone rang, the text messages were coming, but I couldn't answer the phone and I couldn't see the texts much less see who was sending them. I'm concerned about Donny at this point and I was really getting antsy about being in that classroom all day long without having any idea who was texting or calling me or why.

In fact, I still need to call my house in Phoenix back, totally spaced that.  I dunno what's going on there, but I've received 3 phone calls.  So, I guess I best pause this entry and find out what's going on......

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And now Tuesday night.  Well, evening.  Today wasn't near as bad as Monday.  I slept better last night, even though I kept waking it, it was much better than Sunday night.  The mattress is plain too hard and I just keep waking up.  Probably some of what is going on in my life isn't helping, either.

Anyway, Rene is home now so at least the dogs have someone there that really shows them a lot of attention, which Addler is very much in love with the idea of endless attention.  I'm very much relieved she is there, actually.  First off, Donny's health and then second off, if something happens to him, the dogs being taken care of.

Anyway, 16 hours of training so far, with at least 16 more to come, possibly 24.  I kinda won't care about 24 more at this point, it's another day of paid training, which would make 6 days on a paycheck.

New Job Start Date: November 12, 2017

I'm not really sure what I am feeling now.
In about an hour I will be taking off out of here, headed for Amarillo.
I am looking at it as part vacation, since I will be holed up in a hotel that is, allegedly and from what I could see online of it, a pretty nice place. I wouldn't want to live in a hotel, but stays at the nicer ones are definitely fine by me.  I'm sure the reality of learning videos and listening to people drone on and on all day long will equalize that, tho.  I'm guessing tests as well.

There were multiple tests at the place on Friday, all of which, of course, you must pass with X amount of them correct or fail.

Addler understands now that when the suitcase comes out, I'm going somewhere.  He's not particularly in love with the suitcase lol.

I did not get the smoker put together yesterday, after everything I did in the morning and the afternoon, I decided that was enough for one day, I need a little bit of rest at least before going on this trip.  In fact, all these days off, really have been doing this and that and the other thing.  I had hoped for at least 2 consecutive days where I could just do nothing, but I can't complain too much.  I got time here and there to relax.

Welp, I have less than an hour to go here.  Not exactly sure why, but I am kind of nervous.  Not really sure why, tho I was having some dreams last night about this particular job and what it entails and they weren't pleasant dreams.

I really think it's just that the idea of being on the road all the time isn't particularly appealing to me.  Yet, here I am and this time I'm gonna have to stick this one out for a while.  Not going to look good on my resume to see that I started and quit too many jobs without sticking it out at one give place for at least a year.  Maybe longer.  I dunno. I'm going to write my start date down - which they are proclaiming as the 12th of November, 2017 (in case I lose the start date somewhere, there it is lol).

Which would be today actually.  Hmm, well all well and fine by me.  I'm being paid to drive over there plus mileage plus gas.  Plus per diem, plus hotel.  Can't really complain about that.  The TWIC card I applied for the other day is also going to be reimbursed and the time spent in class on Friday as well.  At least I'm on a time clock somewhere and getting paid right now.  My paycheck was not direct deposited on Friday, I am assuming because I quit that I am going to get a paper check sent in the mail.  I will give them until around Tuesday to get that to me before I decide to start making phone calls.  They owe me, in total, about $1,500 before taxes.

I am not broke, thankfully but I will be needing that money soon enough.  At least I am not having to pay for extraneous things off of credit cards, get that hemorrhaging stopped.  I really tried not to use them too much, but some situations I had no choice. That is what got me to getting up and getting out of my old job.  If you can't pay your basic bills and have some left over, you are not working at the right place.

Anyway, I need to finish packing, take a quick shower and get ready to get out of here.

Okay then.
That took far longer than I expected.
The brakes to begin with. Driver's side was a breeze, 10 minutes or even less and I was done with it.
The other side? When the tire shop put the pretty little chrome pieces back onto the lugs last time i was over there, they used an air wrench on it.  Like, this are just for decorations, they don't need to be on there that tight. Two of them twisted trying to get them off of there.

I finally got one to budge and off, the other? Not so lucky.  I ended up having to get my torch and heat the thing up several times before destroying it and getting it off of there.  After that, it takes literally 5 minutes to get the brakes off and the new ones back on.  That's why I just laugh at the prices shops want to charge for brakes, or them coming along telling you the rest of everything is else bad and you're going to get into a bad accident if you don't replace all of it.

BS.  I've been replacing brakes since I was 16 years old. Even if the rotors are damaged from metal on metal -you can still put the pads on there if the damage isn't too bad and yes, your brakes will work. The pads will have grooves edged into them from the uneven surface on the rotor and they won't last as long, but yes, they will still work.  In this case, there was only one pad that had just started to wear metal on metal on one end of the pad, no signs of anything on the rotor.  $18 job.

So, anyway, I decided to clean out the trunk.  Lots of stuff in there, too much.  Got all of it out of there, went through all of it, threw out 2/3rds of it and only put back in tools and such for if something happens while on the road and there is a fix I can do without taking it to a shop.  Vacuumed that out, cleaned out the inside of my car, put the floor mats in the washing machine and walaah, I'm done with that.  Went to Lowe's to get more rat traps, went to Chili's for a bit of lunch, went to the liquor store for booze for the tenants. Don't judge me too harshly. They are in pain, 24 hours a day, their access to meds is limited, they are poor and alcohol does help relieve the pain.

I'm not making stories up to encourage alcoholism.  I've been watching this with them for a couple of years now.  They are truly disabled.  Anyway, came home, built a fire. Sat down and did nothing for a couple of hours.  Thinking, mostly.  Lots of thinking in these days. If I would have just done....this and that... when I was younger, I would be in a much different place right now.  Lamenting, but to myself, no one else. Well, writing about it on my blog, but it is my blog, so there is that.  Trucking is hardly the easy life. Just the hours you put in is enough in itself. 

Anyway, another load of laundry and I am done with that. Since I am taking my car, I'm taking big suitcase and loading it up.  I have no idea how long I will be gone.  I'm assuming, providing I pass whatever courses I am taught, that when I get back, I will be put in a truck and sent out.  They aren't spending this money on me to have me go home and sit and I need a paycheck so we are both in need here.  They are turning away loads to the only other company that hauls this stuff out of here locally and they want to eliminate that. In fact, they want to take over this entire portion of the industry, the only way they are doing that is to hire several more drivers. 

I'm looking forward to getting some hazmat tanker experience in, get some money saved up and eventually ask to transfer over to their local gas hauling position.  Or not.  Just don't know.  Anyway, I have to clean my room, get my suitcase packed and I'm done and ready to go.  Leaving out of here around 10:00 am tomorrow.  It's 500 miles to Amarillo here - a bit further than I first thought. But I can average 80 mph - yes I can do that and I have done that before, in fact I did it on both trips to Arizona earlier this year. That entails getting into the car and driving until you need fuel, not driving until you feel like stopping.  Monday morning will roll around and I will be at the place at around 7:30 am.  Meet whoever, get the classes rolling folks, I want to get this stuff over and behind me. 

But I really do want to learn, tho.  This isn't a milk tanker or a water tanker, this is some of the most volatile chemical that exists that is hauled in tankers.  I would rather listen and learn about all of it. And since I am getting paid $22 per hour to learn all of this, that takes the pressure off of paychecks.  Not to mention I was informed the hotel is awesome. 

Oh! I found a long lost Bible in the trunk of my car. Kind of embarrassed to say it had that much stuff in it.  It was in the very back of the trunk.  The trunk in that car is huge.  It is very much nicer now, vacuumed out and good to go.  The Bible was in it's original case I bought it, in perfect condition. 

Alright, well, that's enough I guess. I didn't get to putting the smoker together, but it's still kinda early. I might drag it out back at least and take a look at how many screws and what-not it has.  Or not.  Rene was wanting me to put it together for turkey dinner - but Thanksgiving is still 2 weeks off.  So, yeah, not big rush on that.  Well, I can see her point even tho she didn't say it.  Who knows what kind of time I might have after all of this training is over with?  They likely going to have trucks for us and get us on the road.  Cheneire is likely the first place - that is what I trained for yesterday.  It's the short run and most drivers don't like it that much.  I'm a newbie, so I'll take whatever, but please get me enough miles in to get some decent paychecks, that was the whole point of this. 

I don't know about Thanksgiving, but from what I read, Christmas Day is an off day at this place. But, before and after that? Yeah, not so much and I'm guessing new drivers will get the s*** and tenured drivers will get less.  It's cool.  I may not like it - I'm sure I won't - but I had a purpose in going with this company and I just need to try and keep my eyes on the goal. 

The last time I was making this kind of money, I was taking home $1,100 after taxes.  That's around $300 more than I was taking home for a two week paycheck at the old place  That was biweekly, this is weekly. 

I've really been just trying to get myself readjusted to life on the road. That last rat race job certainly thrust me right back into it. 

And with that, I think I'll end this one.

Error on yesterday's post. Cheneiere is not down in Louisiana, it is down near Houston, TX.  Not sure how I got that confused.  Apparently the trip is just far enough and long enough in time that a driver cannot drive down there, get unloaded and make it back up to Longview before you have to take your 10 hour break.  The other guy that was there yesterday has some friends that are working here and have been going on 2 years I guess.  They liked it so much they have been trying to get him to come over for quite a while.

Well it is what it is.  I don't care that much about being stuck in a truck, as long as it isn't all I'm doing for weeks on end. I need time off as well, just like everyone else.  It does get you back to the terminal more often, short trips like that, but that doesn't guarantee that you are going to go home for a night after making such a trip.  Home always seems over-rated - until you are away from it for a while.  Then you start missing it greatly.  I saw a driver that had come back to the terminal the other day, the manager was trying to talk him into taking another load. He was like: "I need to go hoooome".

I don't expect that aspect of this job to be any different than the last job. I'm not going into it with that mindset. I just figured, along with all the other junk that the last job was engaging in, if I'm going to do this, I might as well make money at it.  The dude I was talking to yesterday said his friends are around 75 to 80k per year.  It becomes obvious you can make more than that, but you would have to be of the "driving fool" class of drivers. The kind that doesn't care if they spend their entire lives out there on the road.

There was a day and a time when I was like that.  I was out for weeks at a time, sometimes months. There was nothing at "home", really.  I mean, there was but the allure of the open road, at the time, was appealing. Long before all the regulations and CDL licenses and rules and all the unbelievable amount of big brother junk that is what is going on now. I literally could get away with driving as long as I wanted.  Many drivers had 3 log books going to keep up with it.  But, look.  You're 100 miles from home, you ran out of hours.  You're wide awake, you're still fit to drive, but the government says no, you can't.

That's it in a nutshell.  Because of some accident at some point in time, these things come about.  You shouldn't be texting while driving, I'll agree with that one.  At least, not the finger pushing version of it.  But, blue tooth enables you to text simply by voice commands and speaking into a microphone.  Same with talking on the phone, of course.  That's legal.  Tho the feds were discussing doing away with talking on the phone at all, which would piss off a lot of drivers both company and owner operator version.

That is my argument. Some people can multi-task and some cannot.  I don't believe that truck driving is a career that is good for a person that can't. There are too many things going on in that cab that sometimes all occur at once.  In the 2 road tests I have taken now in the last few months, it became apparent to me that the person administering the test wanted to "distract" with conversation while seeing if you could do everything else at the same time and still be comfortable doing it.  I was being asked questions while told to do this and that on the road - the questions were apart from the driving. Such as the person filling out paperwork and asking your phone number, driver's license number etc.  I really think that is all on purpose, looking back at it.  Are you comfortable in this position?

Well, 2 days ago, some dude was at the terminal of extreme self-importance - that became obvious after listening to him for 2 or 3 sentences.  Every place has at least one of those.  He asked me and the other guy if we had ever pulled tankers before.  I have already stated, quite plainly and openly, that I have not, to the manager and her manager also knows this.  So, for me, I don't need to answer that question again. If they didn't think I was qualified, I wouldn't be getting sent to orientation starting Monday.  There are definitive nuances to pulling tankers, that I will agree with, but this dude was more intent on appearing to attempt to certify that we were qualified for the job.

I just sort of ignored him. The other guy was engaging him.  After they were done he looked at me.  I just gave him a blank stare back. I don't know him from Adam, he never announced his position and the manager of the manager was sitting 2 feet away from me, he was obviously the "big" dude in the house.

Anyway, tanker pulling dangers are found in stopping and going around turns.  That liquid moves around in that big tank and it's a lot of liquid.  You have to slow down in a measured, easy going fashion that doesn't get the liquid to slamming up against the front of the trailer and thusly - literally pushing you out into traffic at a stop light or stop sign. I've never seen it happen but the reports of it happening are numerous.

Now, I've come across numerous accidents while driving that were the obvious result of going around a turn too fast.  Some of them horrific. Earlier this year there was one that started into a cloverleaf turn too fast and ended up rolling 100 feet down the embankment.  Whatever was in the trailer was all over the place down there.  I dunno what happened to the driver.  Another was killed just down the road from my 12 year job.

Anyway, moving on, I can't just keep jumping around from job to  job.  I'm going to have to stick with this one for a while unless, somehow, it turns into the shit show the last one did.  I don't see that happening. I've observed how management deals with repair problems, I've seen how drivers interact with the manager and each other, I haven't heard any serious complaints.  So, if I actually start to hate it, oh well, deal with it. The only reason i would do that is if they don't let me go home on something of a regular basis.  Regular could be once a week and I'll just have to be happy with it.

It's somewhat early Saturday morning.  Just got up a while ago. Addler decided he was going to sleep with me last night, which he hasn't done in quite a while.  He takes up 2/3rds of the bed lolol.  I don't really like doing that, but the dog has had me gone for periods of time and Rene is gone now too.  He's a bit unnerved by all of this.  He'll get used to it eventually.  Rene will be back on Tuesday.  So there'll be over 2 days neither of us are here and Donny is going to have to deal with the dogs.  He'll do it, no doubt.  I'm just concerned about the man's health.

Well, I need to prioritize the day and get busy.  I think I'll get the brake job and cleaning out the car done first.  Just something I don't want to do, so letting that hang out there isn't a good idea. Get it over with, done and move onto the next thing. If they cell shop repair dude is going to be there today, 've needed a new screen on this thing for 2 plus weeks now. Just haven't caught the guy there when I've stopped in.

The rest of what needs to be done is just cleaning and a trip to Lowe's to get more rat traps. We've caught something like a dozen of them in the last two weeks. They're trying to get in because of the cold.  When I get some money saved up, I really want to have some pro's come out here and seal this place up to keep them out.   Until then, these glue traps and this bottled stuff you find at Lowe's - it attracts the rats to the trap - is working. Just seems to be an endless stream of them tho.  I dunno where the snakes are, but they need to start doing their job lol.

Lovely day.
Got up at 5:08 am, got my shower, coffee, dogs outside, back in, left. 
Got to the place and they were - closed.  I almost just turned around and drove home.
Now? I wish I would have.
We were informed that if we were there later than 6:30, the class starts and they won't let you in.
I sat across the road - they have gates from letting any vehicles in there at night.
A vehicle shows up at 6:25 am, opens up the gates and away we go.

At 7:00 am, all 5 of us in that class got the privilege of listening to a man sitting in the front left corner of the classroom, talking in a very slow, monotone voice.  We listened to that for - 5 hours.  One guy fell asleep, replete with snoring.  Cellphones weren't just banned from the classroom, they were banned from the building.  I can understand why.  I would have been fiddling with mine off and on throughout that presentation.

95% of what was taught had absolutely nothing to do with what we were there for. It was called "Basic Plus" and it's a generic safety course that covers everything under sun, moon and stars.  There was a 50 question test after those 5 hours, I passed that and then went on to the next thing we had to do.

The next thing is a training course to be able to get a pass to get into a place called the Cheneire Sabine Pass terminal in Louisiana.  This was a 2 hour and 45 minute, pre recorded presentation with fully 288 pages that it automatically clicked to after finishing a page.  The presentation was like listening to the 5 hour presentation at the first class.  In all, I spent 9 hours there, learned everything about how Cheneire wants things done at their plant - such as digging trenches, locking out, etc etc etc.  Passed those question, got my tag and got out of there.

Getting on my cellphone, there must have been 20 text messages.  Donny and Rene. Both trying to get a hold of me: don't leave Longview!  I/Donny is in the hospital, being transported to Longview.  He would have no ride home and wanted me to stick around to give him one.  Which I would have done, of course, but after calling him, crisis averted.  He choked on a piece of chicken, finally had it pass and didn't need any further assistance. 

Well I'm burnt out.  11 hours of driving on the road has nothing over attempting to sit through all of this.  Just drains you dry of energy or even motivation. Like, go home, sit down and do nothing.  There was supposed to be 3 of us there, but 1 was a no show. The other dude, after the 5 hour stint, went out to lunch, You want to go? No thanks, I want to get this over with!  Yup, he got back well after I was into this nonsense and he obviously was there well after I was gone.  Nice guy though. Undoubtedly see him in Amarillo.

Well. I would say that I have tomorrow to recoup from this week, but I don't.  I have to replace brake pads on the car.  House work.  Laundry.  Whatever else.  Not really thinking about it right now. And, I didn't get a paycheck deposited in my account today.  I will guess that means they are sending me a paper check.  Don't care, really, but let's not play games here.  I haven't been out to the mailbox now that i think of it and I doubt Donny has been out there since Rene left, either.  Probably wouldn't show up until next week if that's how they're doing it.

Too tired to do any more of this today.

That wasn't anything what I expected. 
When I arrived at the new company today, I was handed another stack of papers to fill out and given instructions to go get a TWIC card and then, asked if I could attend a safety course tomorrow morning at another location in Longview - but not directly related to this company. 

Oh.  Ok.  I was thinking I would go there, drop off my paperwork, leave and get other things done today.  Instead, I stayed there for 2 hours, filled out the paperwork, headed home, got my birth certificate, went over to Shreveport, went through the process to get a TWIC card - which includes fingerprinted and numerous photos taken.  And a rather hefty fee, tho I am promised that I will be repaid for that.

After that, I decided since I was in Shreveport, I might as well get the oil changed on my old car for the upcoming trip to Amarillo. After that, back to my town, bought some brake pads for the car.  Headed over to the fire department office, got a fresh burn permit.  The leaves are falling.  I'm only clearing them off the concrete, I'm not raking those things up off the yard until it is pretty much over with. Then I will see if I can find someone on Craigslist to come over and help me rake the stuff up and burn it.  It's all too wet right now to burn anyway.  Not on the top of my priority list.  I have all this job stuff going on.

But, their hours are ridiculous.  Bankers hours at best.  It's a 3 month permit, I'll get this all done before it expires, I just wanted to get the thing. 

Oh, over to the bank to deposit rent money into owner's account.

After that, I came home, took a nap and then went outside and built yet another fire on my new fire pit and have been sitting out there for a couple of hours.  But, I haven't watched any news on tv lately, so I am writing this and then heading into the living room to watch some news and get up to date.  I like reading the news on the internet, sure, but it's not the same as seeing live interviews. They both have their merits.

I guess the point is, I didn't know I was going to be dumped with all this stuff at new work today.  Not getting paid for any of it.  I have to be AT the meeting at 6:30 am tomorrow.  They tell me if you're even a minute late?  Forget it, they won't let you in.  The first course is - I have no clue what it's for. The second course is for a company somewhere out west that requires you to go through their specialized course before you can enter their property.  A driver that went through it says it last 9 hours.

He was kidding around with other people, I hope he was joking.  I don't want to spend tomorrow at a safety meeting.  9 hours of what? Things that I have already learned about in my trucking career.  If these people think they have safety issues, they should try the mines.  Their safety programs are so excessive, but so many people get killed at mines that it's necessary and even with all that training on safety, people still get killed. 

The funny part, is that truck drivers don't really do much of anything in those plants.  They take the tank in, drop it and they are required to leave while it is being drained of it's contents.  You come back in when they call you and tell you it's done.  Doesn't bother me, those people doing that work undoubtedly have serious training to ensure that there are no accidents. I would have to guess multiple layers of supervision as well during the unloading process. 

Well whatever.  I'm done with this for today.  This being thinking about this job and trying to fulfill all of their requirements.  Much more than I had even thought there would be, certainly the most demanding trucking company in terms of documents to present, paperwork to fill out and requirements to be met that I have ever attempted to get into. Yet...one cannot complain that they are doing their duty to weed out any bad apples in thinking about pulling a trailer filled with this kind of product.

Well a lot.
I quit today.
I was already thinking of when to quit after I was informed I am scheduled for orientation in Amarillo on Monday. I wanted to get some miles in and have something of a paycheck. But, uh, yea.  I'm done with this company and it's lack of commitment to driver safety through having trucks and trailers in good condition - and - not giving a crap really whether it's that way or not.

I mean, after Donny contacted me today, I was already ready to go home anyway. Rene isn't there, he had a seizure - he has them sporadically, some jackass thieves tried to break in after that was over.  I'm like, what the heck?  He couldn't find my pistol, called the police and whoever they were were gone before police arrived.

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I started that a few days ago.  I got busy.  I was supposed to head to Arkansas with a load, but the trailer had bad tires on it.  So I contacted the dispatcher - this trailer needs a couple of tires installed on it.  Okay, head over to the yard, I'll contact them to let them know you are coming.  Cool, I replied, I'll get the truck loaded first.  So, truck loaded, I head to; yard.  They certainly weren't "ready" for me by any stretch of the imagination.  The head mechanic basically told me to wait my turn.  Fine, I thought, until i started looking at what they were working on and realized that nothing they were doing was of immediate importance, while what I have going is a load that needs to get on the road.

And after they got done with what they were doing? They went on lunch break. I was astonished.  Seriously?  The whole lot of you are going to go on lunch break all at once? I thought, didn't say, cause' at that point, I was thinking about simply leaving then and there.  I can't deal with a place that operates like this.  No wonder trailers have issues, who wants to pull one in there and have to waste that much time of their working day sitting around waiting for these people to get their act together.

So, I'm seriously contemplating just quitting instead of attempting to get a few more days in.  I haven't said anything to anyone yet.  Then, a dude pulls into the yard in a pickup, gets out, asks what's wrong with the trailer, I point at the dry rotted tires.  Oh.  I'm new here, in fact, this is my first day.  He disappears, comes back and starts removing the tires.  About the time, the dispatcher contacts me.  Umm, no, I"m over here at the yard, they don't even have the tires off yet.  Not to mention I don't see any replacement tires here anywhere.  He has a cow, apparently called them because in a few minutes, the whole lot of mechanics came out and started getting busy on my truck.

But it's still taking forever. And, they had to go get the tires? What kind of shop doesn't keep tires there?  lol that's when I said screw it.  I started getting my stuff ready to go. That took half an hour - figuring out how to get everything that's important to take back with me into my giant suitcase. Good thing I had that thing with me. I left the water bottles, the granola bars, the pillow and the sheets.  I might have lost $30 in things, but everything else I got crammed into my suitcase and another very small bag I was carrying with me. I just so happened I was removing my stuff from the truck when they finally told me - 2 hours later (yes, 2 hours to replace 4 tires!), that it was ready to go.

No thanks, I'm quitting this job, y'all can move this truck if you want yourselves.  They just stood there staring at me, but I didn't make any fuss, I am out of there. Went into see Dan, the recruiter.  Dan doesn't care about you after he has lured you into the place.  Which is kind of what I told him.  He asked me if I told anyone my concerns. Dan? I have sent you numerous emails, it's all in writing. To the owner as well. Texts and phone calls to my dispatcher.  Don't act like you don't know what's going on here.

But, that was obviously going to be a huge waste of time, so I just gave him the phone and the fuel card back, went out front and waited for my Uber ride to take me to a hotel in downtown Jackson, which is right across the street from the bus station.  Got there, paid more money for one night's stay than I have done in since I stayed at the Marriot in Scottsdale probably 10 years ago, found a restaurant, ate some dinner, went to my room and relaxed.  I decided I wanted to be able to get to the bus station by foot and not have to trust that I could get a ride there from some other motel at that early hour in the morning.  Oh, yes, I also got a bus ticket while I was out eating.  Between the hotel stay and the bus ride I spent about $200 getting back, so I can't really complain too much about that.  Airfare would have been much more expensive than the $71 I paid for the bus ticket and I still would likely have had to spend the night somewhere at a hotel.

Oh, yes, the hotel was the Hilton Rose Garden Inn.  It's an old brick building that Hilton apparently dumped a large amount of money into restoring it. It still needs some work, but it is a beautiful structure.  Everything there overpriced, of course, so I didn't eat there.

Fitful sleep that night.  Too much floating around inside my head.  But I did manage to get some shut eye in and figured I would want to sleep on that bus anyway. I hate Greyhounds and this Greyhound trip did nothing to change that view of them. You take the ride because it's cheap, not because you like taking Greyhound busses.  The cheapest flight tho that I could find - in a hurry anyway just using some of my favorite flight search engines such as CheapO Air, was $360.  Just no way I could justify spending that much money on a short flight.

Yet, the bus was everything I expected. The driver got in the bus, got on the horn and asked nicely for everyone to stop talking for a minute while he explained a few things.  The dude sitting behind me was yakking in Spanish incessantly on the phone and paying zero attention. The driver got his mirror, aimed it back at him while moving the bus slowly down the street, please pay attention.  Welp, we got to a round-a-bout and the driver stopped. If you don't stop talking I'm going to take you back to the terminal and dump you there.  That got his attention.  But only enough to decrease his voice volume so the driver couldn't hear him.  This man, did, actually, talk for two hours straight.  I put on my headphones shortly after the bus driver was done with his announcement, put on a Youtube video that plays the sound of a box fun running and went to sleep.

That is what I do on Greyhounds, I try to sleep through it so I am not in agony listening to other people's phone conversations - people talking obnoxiously loud, as if the entire bus wants to hear your phone conversation.  Somewhere mid way through the trip, the bus filled up and i was forced to allow someone to sit next to me.  I was fending them off at most stops  - not by saying anything but by having all my stuff in the seat next to me, basically sending a message.  Welp, this older gentlemen ended up sitting next to me - he smelled horrible.  My nose hair curled up into a ball and died.  It was disgusting.  Okay, I thought, another hour and a half of this and I"m home.  I just had to focus on getting there and getting this over with.  Just so gross though.

What goes through a person's mind when they are thinking, I"m going to take a trip, but hey, I'm not going to bath or even make any attempt to make myself smell good enough that other passengers won't be grossed out?

We finally pull into Shreveport - the bus driver has the same junk applied to him for a 30 minute break that truck drivers do, so we were forced to take what turned out to be a 45 minute break there.  No biggies, at least my nose wasn't being assailed with noxious fumes.  Finally back in the bus, same dude sits back down next to me, smell back in my nose.  40 minutes later, I'm standing in the pouring rain waiting for the bus driver to get my bag out from underneath the bus and I couldn't have cared less that I was getting drenched. It was so much better than sitting in that abomination in front of me.

Donny came rolling up in his pickup a few minutes later and I was home in no time.  We went out to eat, my treat.  Rene isn't here and I sure as heck didn't feel like cooking.  Got back from that and I built a nice fire in my brand new fire pit. It was 47 degrees outside, perfect temp to have an outdoor fire going and just sit and meditate. Life was never dealt the "easy" hand to most of us, I'm certainly not outside of that range.  It will be years before I have any real money saved up to even being thinking about retiring and that only if my health stays good enough to pass the 2 year physicals.  Most of us truck drivers worry about our blood pressure over anything, that's the one that gets a lot of us.  I did that the other day and it was at 121 over 71, so that's not bad.  Not as good as it could be, but not bad, either.  My vision was funny cause one eye 20/20 and the other is 20/30 - yet I still have to use reading glasses.  I dunno about the hearing test, hadn't done one of those in decades, actually.

Alright.  Well it's 8:00 am. I got up early - I went to bed early yesterday.  After the fire, I decided that Greyhound trip was enough for anyone's day, I can't even fathom doing across the country trips. The dude in front of me with his little boy was doing just that. He was obviously weary from being on the bus for a couple of days.  If I really had to do an across the nation trip for whatever reason, I would put a flight on my credit card before taking a bus that long, that's all I can say about it.  It'd be nice if they would let you purchase 2 seats and just have a whole space for yourself - the price tag would still be far lower than flying.

What i can say is that I am very happy that I'm driving my car to Amarillo on Sunday and not taking any busses.  They aren't sending us back in a truck so we have to have our own way there, which is fine by me.  Maps says it's over 7 hours.  I'll have that whittled down to 6 plus hours for the speed I drive at on Texas Interstates and knowing where the cops hide.

The car needs an oil change and the front brakes replaced.  I'm not going to do that today,  wait for the temps to warm back up.  Ummm, strike that. Just looked, the temps aren't going to warm back up at all.  Guess I'll have to sit out there and freeze putting brake pads on.  At least I have all the proper equipment now to be able to get it done efficiently. But I need to get over to Longview first and and hand over my newly minted 2 year medical certification to what will be my new manager. I think she has some more forms I need to fill out, too.  I'll get that done first and then I'll figure out when I want to do the brakes. Perhaps it will at least warm up this afternoon a bit.  I suppose I could get a fire in the pit going and just drag that thing close to where I'm working.  Hmm, now that sounds like a great idea : )

I'm really glad, tho, that I have a few days off before starting back into yet another job.  I'm going to be in Amarillo for a week "learning" and that is going to get boring.  I mean, yes, I'll try my best to stay attentive but class rooms aren't my thing.  Or at least, they weren't the last time I was in them. Still, there is likely important info I need to digest in hauling an extremely volatile chemical that can take out a city block if it did happen to somehow blow up, such as in an accident.  I have to tell you that I was kind of surprised this company took me on not having any tanker experience whatsoever.  I plainly, freely admitted that to the manager and everyone else there.  The only "objection" the manager put up was, well, you do know we're hauling highly volatile substance? Are you okay with that?  Yes, I'm fine.

I'm a safe driver.  I stay in my lane mostly and don't get in a big hurry.  I won't have to with this company at 51 cents per mile plus all the other pay that is included.  Actually, 1 longer trip per week would be fine by me and have the rest of the week off lol. I know that isn't going to happen, tho.  She said you get maybe one good trip a week and a couple shorter ones.  Doing that math, that's $1,500 just for the driving, which doesn't include the other pay you get.  Just that amount there is 78k per year.  Add on the other stuff you're well into the 80k range.  If you really want to drive, you can up it from there.

This job I just quit, i was making money, I'm not going to say I wasn't. Just all the stuff that I have already commented on made it a bad place to work.  I looked them up yesterday. They have doubled the size of their fleet in a year's time and are looking to double it again.  They can't even deal with what they have now, how do they expect to double it again and actually have an efficient operation going? But, I don't care at this point, just musing all the comments I heard from the other drivers in that company, only 1 of which was mildly content working there, the rest had complaints, a few of them "bitter" type of complaints.  No need to get bitter, just find yourself another job. There are plenty of them out there.  Regardless, even tho i was making money, I wasn't make as much as I'm fixing to start making.

Well, these are my daily musings. Okay, not so much daily.  I try to get on here in this circus act that is currently my life and report on the goings-on.  I need to get the rent into the bank for the owners of this house and since the fire ban has been lifted, I'm going to get a 3 month burn permit.  Not starting that today, but I have no idea whether I will have a chance down the road to get in there. They are only open during bankers hours, basically, I am not exactly in that mix right now.

Addler and Aspyn were greatly happy to see me come home yesterday.  Rene is gone, so the caretaker left is Donny.  Donny said he looked up Great Danes, because Addler was getting pushy for some of his attention.  Yup, they are people dogs. Probably every description you''ll find online will include some statement about how they want to be around people.  And they will get pushy for it. And if there isn't anyone around for a long enough period, they will get into trouble.  Prince, a Great Dane I used to have, was testament to that.  Oh, BTW, the spelling of "Aspyn" is correct.  At least, correct for the person the dog is named after, which was not my doings.  Aspyn Ovard, I believe is her name, of some fame that I have no knowledge of and don't really care, lol.

Well, it's early yet and I would like to get about the day's business.  Likely I'll be back on here writing again later as I collect my thoughts.

The amount of bs it takes to hire on to a new trucking company makes it compelling to simply stay where you are at regardless of how it is.
Well maybe not so much that, if the place you are sucks, you're going to get the high-horse out of there.  But it's ridiculous.  It's a truck, I'm not flying an airplane and I'm not buying a house. 

Let's start at the beginning of this.  With this company I am intending on hooking up with.  It was a 14 page application on the internet.  That's right. Very intrusive, too.  I mean, they want to know alot more about you than I think they really need to. 

Anyway, I didn't hear from anyone at my current job this morning.  I got up at 6:00 am, thinking I was going to get a call or texts with next load instructions. I sat there for a while and decided to take a shower and make a pot of coffee, figured that if I did that, that would somehow cause it to happen, lol.

It did not. So I called the prospective employer and asked what company does their drug screening and DOT phyisical?  Good Shepherd Occupational in Longview.  A short discussion and I said, okay thanks.  I sat and pondered a while.  Should I go for it? I mean, while I'm home and this company I am currently working for hasn't bothered to contact me at all?  I jumped in the car, drove over to my hopeful new employer.  It took her quite a while to go through numerous screens on her computer to select and print, explaining that she has to do this for everyone. 

When she finally got through pushing the "print" tab, she got up and went to the next office over.  The printer in there.  She handed me a pile of paper at least an inch thick.  What on earth is all of this? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  Oh yes, I had to fill out all of this when I signed on I don't even know how to drive a truck and most of this is for truck drivers! 

Yes, of course it is. The most regulated industry in existence, I believe, the amount of bs you have to go through.  Well, I had gone there to get the paperwork to go to the DOT testing, but she handed me all of that too.  I called the place. We do physical from 8 to 11 and 1 to 3.  Ugh, it was almost 11 am.  I understood what today was going to be: shit.  haha, sometimes I have to laugh at myself.  I sat down at a table there - 2 hours to burn to go get the physical, not even knowing if current employer will call or text with - whatever - and spent an entire hour filling out paperwork.  Let me tell ya, I don't  take my time with that stuff, either.  I try to blaze through it - been doing it that way my entire life - and get it over with, meaning that I usually get done with something like that well before most other people would. 

Just saying. For it to take me an hour to go through all of that would mean many other people taking an hour and a half or even much longer depending on the person.  Ridiculous.  They don't need this much information to drive a freaking truck.  But I kept my mouth shut about that. I want this job.  It will give me the experience driving tankers and extremely volatile, hazardous chemical that will eventually get me to gasoline tankers and home.  Home every day type of home.  Or maybe I'll get used to it and just stay there.  Who knows. 

I filled all of that out, handed to her and left.  Arriving at the doc office, of course, even more  endless paperwork to fill out.  I expected it, though.  I took a seat after filling it out. A nurse eventually came through the door and called my last name, haha.  I was tired.  Dunno why but I woke up tired today.  And this kind of stuff beats me to death.  Paperwork and doctor's offices, a lethal combination.

Pee test. You have to take everything out of your pockets and put it into a basket. People try to get away with drug use by having a bottle of someone else's pee with them.  You go into the bathroom. The toilet lid is taped shut. The hot and cold water valves on the sink are taped shut . You can't flush the toilet.  The world we live in for urine tests.  Then, the lady says, well an audio test and you are done.

Umm, no? I'm here for a DOT physical, this is just the beginning. No, sir, this is all that is on that paperwork.  I picked up the paperwork, scanned through it, found where physical was checked off, no ma'am, it says it right here.  Oh no!  she replies, telling me there is a "pile" more paperwork you will have to fill out. My God in Heaven.  And sure enough  Pages and pages and pages of more junk. 

Ugh.  So, somewhere around that time, I finally get contacted by "my" company.  It's 2 texts from the dispatcher.  Not, hey how are you doing? It's the place where I am going to pickup and the place I am delivering - which I am sitting in their parking lot right now. I did not reply to him right away. If they are going to treat me like that, they are going to get the same treatment back at them.  The pickup appointment in Mount Pleasant wasn't until 5pm, which actually helped me because shit was going south here at this doc office.  After filling out all of that paperwork, I was taken to a room to wait.  And wait. And wait. A doctor finally came in 45 minutes later.  Long haired hippie dude, looked like a relic from the 70's.  Much older than enough to be from that era. 

He started to converse with me about getting this done and then noticed another guy in the room across from me. "You've been here alot longer then him, I need to take care of you first".  I'm like, what?  Okay, how long is this going to take?  I've already been waiting.  30 minutes for him and 30 minutes for you.  I can't do that  I have to get on the road and get to an appointment on time.  He just looks at me.  Fine, I'm going to have to finish this some other time

I walked up to the desk, lady asks if she can help me? I don't have time to finish this today. I've already been here an hour and a half for this. That doc told me another hour.  I have to go.  She says, wait for a minute, let me see if the other doc is available.  Well, long story short: other doc shows up, gets it over with in a few minutes, signs off on it Meanwhile, that other doc is still doing whatever with that other guy.

I literally run out of that office to my car.  I need to get home, deal with stuff, say goodbye to my dogs and get on the road.  Addler has this figured out now and knew right away I was leaving.  Starting jumping all over the place and getting all kinds of excited.  Donny took me in his pickup up to the truckstop, I wasted no time getting on the road. But it was funny, cause a broker had called and texted me - of which I ignored and the dispatcher also tried to call - of which I also ignored

I got the truck fired up, started rolling. Never did call the dispatcher back - hes ignored me for almost 5 days, let him have a taste of his own medicine. The broker I texted back - 30 minutes later lol. 

Anyway, things are moving along.  I expect and hope to have landed a new and much better job, but, until I'm told I actually have a job?  Nothing is secure.  Yet, I was informed of orientation of Monday coming, that I would be paid for my driving there - take my own car which is fine by me, hotel paid for, breakfast at hotel, lunch supplied at orientation and dinner keep a receipt for.  It's a week's training, not the two I had originally been told it was by whoever, don't remember now. 

I need to get my physical back to the manager.  That is the next thing - like tomorrow, if they send me to Lufkin and then up to get a load again in Mount Pleasant? There will be a stop in Longview along the way.  I actually considered quitting on this trip, but I think I will get another 900 miles on the "clock" for a paycheck that will help tide me over.  I'm 99% certain this job is a done deal for me. 

Anyway, it's 12:30 am.  I wasn't going to pull out the laptop, but I needed to wind down.  I need to get some sleep. 

Well.
Got up this morning around 8, shaved, showered the usual stuff.
(though I wish getting up in the morning in a truck would also include that, it normally doesn't).
I was informed that the road test wouldn't be until this afternoon, call the dude this morning.  No hurry, tho, to call him. Get a couple of cups of coffee in me as well. But I decided while sipping on the first cup to call.

Yeah, c'mon.  Now?  Yes, now.  Okay. Ann had said you wouldn't be available til' this afternoon.  Nope, if this truck has brake problems, I don't know what it is, I want to do the road test with you and see what you think.  Okay, well it's gonna take a bit of time to get there.  No problem, he replies, I'm here all day today.

I get there.  This truck has hoops to go through to turn it on lol.  You don't turn the key and it fires up.  You have to input a 4 digit code, push a hidden button and then you can turn the key.  Okay, I get it: highly volatile chemical trucks, highly explosive chemical, they don't want anyone that comes along to just fire it up and take off with it.   Why bother with a key, tho, if you have to input a code?

Nice trucks.  I love Peterbilts.  Haven't driven one in ages.  These are newer and in excellent condition.

They also don't believe in driving around in a truck with issues.  They will do whatever it takes to get a truck fixed on the road.

Well anyway, I hooked the tractor up to the tanker, we got in and I pulled around, out of the yard.  This was their alleged first hurdle, pulling through that tight corner.  Yeah, no biggies there. The next big deal, they claimed, was pulling out onto the main road at the end of the driveway.  On both sides of it, concrete drainage ditches.  No big deal there, either, ample room to swing out and around.

Then it was railroad tracks.  Of course you have to stop and put on the flashers in a hazmat situation.  And then, a preplanned exit off the Interstate that curves around sharply and has a guard rail that if you aren't far enough over, you're gonna hit it.  Nothing that was presented to me was nothing I haven't faced a 1,000 times before.  I'm not saying I'm anything special, any good truck driver would be able to do the same thing.

We got back, instructed to back the trailer anywhere there is a hole.  So, I chose the hardest one available.  Why? Cause it was nothing compared to backing into a full truck stop where the parking spaces are narrow and you best be good enough to get the thing jacked in there or you're going to be finding yourself looking around the area for a spot to park for the night - which happens anyway when the truck stops are full, but still.

So the guy goes off on how this other driver couldn't even back in there - at all.  I'm thinking, if he can't back into a hold that big, he isn't really a truck driver.  Yes, you have to totally crank the truck around, yes you kinda have to get it straightened out in good timing, but it's not that hard.  It really isn't.  A little practice and you get good at it.  Still, the hardest part a truck driver has is backing the thing up, after that driving in rush hour traffic.

Anyway, he announced after he got off the phone with the manager that I had passed the road test, get the physical and the drug screening done and you have a job!  Alright, so where am I going to find time to stop and get a drug screening and more importantly, where are locations of their preapproved places to get it done?  I guess I'll figure that out when Ann calls me and we discuss this next phase.  Such a long, drawn out process, tho, to get a job at this place.

That was that.  Went out to eat, got a fresh haircut, did some shopping at Walmart before I headed back over here.

This is what this does for me: gives me an out if this company starts hell with me, because honey?  I fully expect the s*** to hit the fan this coming week there.  I make some statements in text messages to the dispatcher that likely isn't to go over too well. And frankly? I don't give  a damn.  This company i am at now sucks.  It was an out, to get away from an even worse company, but it's not the place I'm going to call home unless some stuff drastically changes - and those changes would have to come immediately.

I have no such expectations of change occurring over night in a  company that wants to expand at a rapid pace but doesn't have the infrastructure to deal with it.  That is their problem, coupled with the idea of bringing trucks in that need fixed immediately on the road, instead demanding they be driven back in unsafe condition, and further complicated with lies.  Trucking company lies.

You know what I did the 3 times I have been at this other place? Talk to whatever drivers were there.  I got to talk to 2 drivers that have been there 20 plus years.  Man, they had nothing bad to say about the company.  One wants out of atruck and into some other role at the place, understandable at his age. The other is retiring next year. The one that is retiring I must have spent an hour talking to.

This wasn't drive over there, take the road test and leave. This was stick around for quite awhile and get into conversations.  You have to give some credence to the idea that drivers are content there.

I'm neither looking forward nor dreading this week to come at current company. Let the chips fall where the may.  I have no truck quitting that company.  None, whatsoever.  I just chalk that one up to a reunion with lying trucking companies that will say anything and make any promise you want them to make to get you there.  My paycheck next week will be smaller, but I can deal with that.   

My only goal in all of this is to get some money saved up and get into a better position for eventual retirement.  This company has 401k matching up to 6% which you just can't pass up.  Set that sucker at 6% and then save cash in a bank account until there is enough there to invest.  I have ideas of starting a business and that is a goal I will be working towards.  Meanwhile, pay off my debt, get my credit score at least in the 700 range and position myself for a bit brighter future.  Pay the price living in a truck, oh well.  If something else comes along, great.  In actuality, this job will get me tanker experience and eventually I could land a local gas hauling job that would pay the bills and then some and have me home every night.  There is a plan here and getting that hazmat/tanker experience is only done by doing OTR.  I haven't found a company yet that is willing to give you a local gig unless you already spent the time on the road first.

There is another aspect of this that will help.  Pulling these dry vans is - boring.  There is much more appeal going into giant chemical plants then pulling into a newspaper factory that has nothing but - loading docks.  Call it strange, but I am much more intrigued by all the processes going on in plants like this.  Not to mention the stop is actually paid for, whereas Thursday, I spent 4 plus hours to get unloaded and of course, I get paid nothing for it.

Onto other things.  Rene - the lady tenant - took off for Michigan a few hours ago. Currently sitting in DFW.  We helped her out.  She is terrified of flying. I talked her into it - Greyhound buses are miserable, wretched things that belong in a horror movie.  Like riding in hell.  I hate those things.  She doesn't like them either, with a bit of coaxing I talked her into flying.  She had a few drinks after the first flight and proclaimed that this was a "small" jet that only holds 50 people. Yes, the regional flights are smaller, but there are far smaller aircraft than those things.  This is likely an Embraer 175.  They do the job.  Short hops to get you to the main airport.

Anyway, she'll like the 737 better - smoother flight.  Not that the Embraer is that bad, but I guess if you don't like flying, that thing does get a little more movement from turbulence.  I will miss her cooking and her taking care of my dogs while I"m on the road. She really loves those dogs, which is a plus at this point.  The male tenant will take care of them. They''ll at least be fed and let out for potty and roaming the back yard breaks.

I've done a lot of thinking about my current situation.  I could have averted all of this if I had simply went back to school. I flirted with the idea for years, but balked at the costs.  That was for white collar situations which I probably wouldn't fit into very well, anyway.  Then, more recently, I flirted with the idea of going to AC service school.  I would probably get into that, even if having to deal with the heat. The mechanics stuff I'm definitely no longer interested in.  But, some dude at the age of 53 going to school to start over? Sounds strange, lol.  And anyway, it's too late now.  Life is more than half over.  Well more than half over.  I hate being out on the road for extended periods, but it's the only thing I know to make good money.

Which is the biggest reason I am already wanting to switch jobs.  This current job is a pile of s*** for so many reasons that I can legitimately say no thanks to it.  Soon enough, as long as I pass physical, which I just did 2 months ago so no reason I wouldn't now - I will be on my way to Amarillo, Texas and doing 2 weeks of training.  And then, $1,500 per week - more actually - and getting back into much better financial situation.  Just going to have to invest in the stuff truckers invest in to keep themselves occupied while driving. Audio books, mostly.  Sirius radio - I love to listen to talk radio, can be very stimulating.  Face slapper - don't have to buy that. Take hand, slap face, wake up haha

Done with this company.  Every trailer I pick up has issues with it.  They are notified of the issues and they aren't dealt with.  ABS light, a bald or half flat tire, wheel damage from dragging tandems over curbs on full weight, etc.  Tell the lead mechanic about an issue with a trailer and he just looks at you funny.  WTH.

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Yesterday.  I roll into Lufkin at 1:15 pm. Contact my dispatcher via text.  They want us to let them know when we arrive and when we leave.  I guess a few hours later I texted him again.  And then again. And again. No reply to any of it.  I was there 4 plus hours to get unloaded, even though I was there before the appointment time.

With no response from the dispatcher and him not answering his phone, either, I went the Love's 2 miles up the road to get fuel.  20 minutes to get any dispatcher to answer the phone on numerous phone calls.  Finally, okay, well I need the fuel card turned on and btw? Jay isn't answer his phone or replying to text messages, what am I supposed to do next?  Long interval.  This lady didn't know, she contacted the dispatcher who talked to the manager and they said I could spend the night at home.  Okay.  She said, then after that, maybe have you get a load in Mount Pleasant (maybe 70 minute drive from here) to deliver on Monday.  Fine by me.

So, I go home.  This morning, I wake up around 6:41 am.  I'm not calling them again, this time, they can respond to either my text messages or they can call me.  We aren't going to continue to play this game.  Nothing.  I went about my business, bank, cell phone shop, fire department to try and get a burn permit.  Permits not available because there is a burn ban - though it's been raining on and off all week.  Whatever.  Can I send a request through the mail? No.  Well this is my only day off, can I just get the permit and I won't do anything until the ban is lifted? No.  Fine, I"ll just burn the leaves when the ban is lifted and y'all can do whatever you want.

It's 2:30 pm. I went to Applebee's to get their lunch special. Not bad, got a club sandwich.  Finally, I get a text from a dispatcher who says he is helping my dispatcher (who is obviously overloaded with too many drivers and can't keep up with all of it, especially after telling me this week he gets 300 text messages a day and as many phone calls - how can anyone deal with all of that? Answer and obvious: he can't).  So this dude Chris is telling me to roll up to Mount Pleasant today, get loaded and deliver on Sunday? lolololol.

I wrote him back a lengthy text message right away. No thanks, I am refusing this load. This company promised me weekends off. I worked 6 straight days last week until 9:00 pm Saturday night.  You are contacting me 21 HOURS after I contacted y'all?  And you think I'm workiing on the weekend?  No. If this company has an issue with this, please have Douglass ( the owner of the company and the person who initially made the promises followed by the recruiter who backed it up) call me.  The truck is parked and I have no intention of getting back into it until Monday morning.

Guess what? It's almost an hour and a half later and no reply. Shocking!  I'll quit the company even if I don't have another job secured before I cave into this bs.  We had an agreement, it's obviously not even being considered - at all - and I'm done with it.  This is the way trucking companies used to be when I was last in this game.  I had no idea that this was still going on. I have all of this stuff on my Iphone - the texts and a log of when I called.  I mean, this dispatcher told me yesterday that I would load today and take it in Monday and then they come back and change that plan and think I'm working on a Sunday?!!!

Ha!!  Good luck with that.  I'll be happy to take that truck back to their yard, park it and get my last paycheck on Monday if it comes down to it.  They are growing the number of trucks and drivers the have long before they have the office structure in place to deal with it. And they want to double the number of trucks they have by this time next year?  To further this, I have been talking with other drivers as I encounter them from this company. Lies.  All of them have been made promises the company didn't keep.  And then the mechanical issues, an old truck that smells like an ashtray and the situation with them having me drive over 600 miles with a huge air leak.

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3 hours later, I texted this dude back again.  "So I don't get any kind of reply from anyone. Classic".
This dude Chris finally replies: "This is Chris. I have forwarded all these messages to Jay".  What hoopdee doo.  Forward them to the owner of the company, a manager, someone that is actually going to see it and - make a determination one way or the other.  I don't even care what happens at this point.  Just another lying trucking company, promise the world, deliver you a sewage treatment plant.

Meanwhile, I got a call back from Ann at the other place.  Truck will be there tomorrow to get the brakes fixed. After the mechanic is done fixing it, that truck will be available to use for a driving test. Wish me luck.  Though I'm driving every day, lol.  You never know, tho, what nuances a trucking company wants to see when you are driving and I am going to spend a few minutes refreshing myself on hazmat driving. Stop at all railroad crossings of course, but there may be other things I don't even know about. It's on the net, I'm sure of it.

And sure enough, I made it home tonight.  I don't expect more than the 10 hour break, that's fine.  I pushed it to get here tho.  Too many obstacles seem to get in the way more often than not in attempting to get some intended schedule accomplished.

The funniest thing was this plant manager this morning.  Didn't actually slow me down from doing anything, but she apparently had a melt down that I was parked - where all the rest of the trucks are parked - but sleeping there.  Hey lady?!! Do you have the same disdain for the product we are bringing you that keeps your plant running?  Cause without it, this plant shuts down!

I don't get the hatred fro trucks.  Never have. Yes, they can be slow. Yes, they get in your damned way. Yes they have to do things in traffic that car drivers think is outrageous.  But I don't see anyone complaining about full grocery stores, Walmarts, Home Depots, etc etc etc ad infinitum.  I really would love to see the entire trucking industry shut down for about 4 days.  That would be long enough to disrupt the wheels of the economy to the point of near chaos in the public sector.  This nation simply doesn't work without trucks and people to drive them.

And the thing is, because so many places don't want trucks there - except of course to make deliveries - and so many communities all over the nation have extreme restrictions on where trucks can park, the truck stops are always full.  Any truck stop at this time of night is going to be filled to the brim. This is why you see trucks parked on the on ramps to highways, they couldn't find anywhere else to park.

I was taken by surprise coming into the truckstop where I park my truck to come home tonight. It was full. This is a dirt lot, full of holes and gaps where the dirt is gone and you are bouncing all over the place.  Yet, it is a place to park.  There is no asphalt, there are no lines for parking, it's just a s***hole.  BUT, it's a place to park, and when you are tired and your work day is over, you don't want ot spend a bunch of time looking for a parking space.

But I need to drive my car around this coming weekend - providing I actually get the entire weekend - and see if I can find anywhere where I can park the truck or go in and ask if I can park it there.  Or even find a place where I can park my car so I don't have to call Donny to come get me.

Anyway, the last 100 miles was pouring rain.  In and of it self, not a big deal. But because people freak out and have no idea how to drive in the rain, it escalates it to challenging driving conditions. People only really need to understand: slippery when wet, longer braking distance and most importantly: Hydroplaining.  You can always tell, hard to describe but yes, trucks can hydroplane as much as small cars. Weight doesn't affect that.  Just let off the accelerator.

Okay exhaustion just set in.  I was up driving until 2:00 am last night and now it's hitting me.

So. Yesterday, I go down to Lufkin to get the truck unloaded.  Welp, 6 other trucks ahead of me, informed by other drivers that some of them had been there 3 hours.  Geeze. Wish I had known that before I went down there, I would have just stayed home a couple more hours.  But, it was "only" 2 plus hours later and my truck was unloaded. 

But you see, in this world of trucking, they dump you with your next load long, for the most part, long before you are even unloaded with the current load, sometimes before you even get to the destination to do the unloading.  Which in my view is dumb.  Because, stuff like this comes up.  They make these appointments for the next trip which are totally unattainable because of the holdups at the docks.  Same yesterday.

I was sent a text message from the dispatcher saying appointment for next pickup is at 4:00 pm.  I looked at the clock, it was 4:08 pm, still hadn't gotten unloaded yet, showed up there half an early to boot. So I lol'ed back at him.  Dude, I'm not even done here yet, how can you send me an appointment that has already passed?  Not to mention this appointment is 132 miles away!  Whatever the case, I shot straight up the the flour plant in Mount Pleasant, they got the truck loaded quckly. It was late, not many trucks there.  Then I did the math. No way on earth to take a 10 required break and get there in time to get unloaded.  But, the 10 hour break was a given, I had to do it. 

So, I drove straight there, all 357 miles of it, until 2:00 am.  I had the truck unloaded early - like 2 hours before the appointment time, which was fine by me.  Cheating a bit, not really supposed to be doing anything truck related while on your off time, but the Feds can go crank it.  They continue to come up with ridiculous rules that dump on everyone for the actions of a few.  The Hours of Service is the biggest contention with truck drivers you will find with any of them.  If you have been out here a while, you can remember back to simpler days without much Federal intrusion. 

Anyway, the fun part is sitting here for hours. There are no stores so I can neither buy anything to eat nor fill up the truck.  I've got about 40 minutes left before the clock starts fresh again, I have the next load given to me at a place about 100 miles from here, I'll be stopping for fuel and food shortly after I leave here and....true to their word....they gave me a load taking me by the house and a delivery appointment time back in Lufkin that means I can take my 10 hour break at home.  Thank you. 

In reality, I would have been able to do that last night if I hadn't been held up at that loading dock in Lufkin for so long.  Ample time would have been given to get loaded, get home, get up in the morning and drive over here, not having to spend 10 hours in the truck in a parking lot.  Oh well.  At least they are trying to fulfill their word, I'll give them that. 

Last week's work period over, I should have another healthy paycheck coming this week. 

And, I am still on the hunt for that elusive tanker job.  Can't take a road test when there isn't a truck to take one with.  Okay. 

And it feels good to pay almost all of my bills and have money left over in the bank. At this rate, that leftover portion will grow and grow until it's more like a sizeable chunk of change versus "leftovers".  I have heard nothing from anyone about the old job.  Everyone that has left has completely washed their hands of the place - like a living hell over there.  I sometimes think about how it would have been nice if I could have stayed on - with good management.  But I will never miss that ahole boss and the miserable working conditions he created there not to mention cutting back our hours for the sake of corporate. 

Anyway, I guess I'd best get off of here, get my paperwork settled and get ready to move out of this place as soon as the clock resets. 

I'm standing true to my word and not watching NFL games at all, until this idiocy of kneeling and pumped fists and such is done away with. 
However, I am definitely watching the World Series and what a hoot that game was last night!
Kept me up a bit later than I wanted to be up, but worth it - well I think worth until I have to get on the road later on today lol.

But I only have a 93 mile trip down to Lufkin so I can rest for a while after I get there if need be. Likely will get sent up to Mount Pleasant to load and then over to a place not far from Jackson, MS to deliver it - a giant Koch foods plant.  Now I understand how these Koch brothers got so rich - they don't have small facilities and every one of them I have been in has hundreds and hundreds of cars parked in employee parking lots.  Huge facilities - one of them stinks badly, would have to work there.  Well I wouldn't work there anyway for I am sure the pay isn't all that great for the blue collar workers. 

Meanwhile, the rats are trying to come into the house in a mass attempt to get out of the cold.  I have been buying glue traps like crazy and yes, they are catching those nasty vermin, even the big ones.  They get so stuck in the glue there is almost no way off of it.  Sometimes they wiggle their way off, but usually those glue traps are their demise.  However, there are creatures in the ceiling, I can hear them and they sound bigger than rats.  Possibly raccoons also attempting to get out of the cold.  I figure that I am going to have to have a rodent exterminator come out here, crawl up in there, find out where they're coming in at and seal it all up.  Probably won't be cheap, either, but we can't have rodents tearing up the attic. They can tear up a lot of stuff, including electrical wires and cables running through there. 

Meanwhile, next weekend the lady tenant is off to Michigan.  Near Detroit.  I bought her the ticket - she made enough of a commotion about needing to go that I finally just broke down and put it on the credit card.  Just paid $200 of it, the other guy in the house said he was going to pay the rest of it.  These folks are on fixed incomes - she is on a very small budget.  She has a friend up there that was diagnosed with ALS and the husband you best come now if you want to talk to her while she's still coherent.  Her family is also up there so she's going on a 10 day visit around the area.

Fortunately for me, the guy in the house said he would deal with my dogs.  Otherwise I would be looking for someone to come and tend to them at the house - or worse, have to put them up in a kennel.  Which would be very costly and not really good for dog psyche.  Welp, no need to go to Walmart for a bag for my toiletries, found the one mom gave me last time I saw her and packed it all up into there.  I might could get one for dirty clothes, but plastic trash bags will work for that for now.  I'm still sorting out whether I want to do this job or not.  If they could get me home pretty frequently as they are now claiming, it wouldn't be much different than going to work in the morning and coming home at night. 

I mean, before the new manager came in and changed our hours, I was getting up at 5:20 am to be at work by 7 am.  There was 38 miles of driving either way.  Got home normally around 5:45 or so, depending on traffic and some days much later on runs that kept me out later.   So there's 12 hours of every day that was consumed by work.  If I thought I was leaving this afternoon and coming home tonight, I wouldn't even be stressing about this.  But I know that isn't going to happen because I am starting the work day too late.  However, I should be home tomorrow or at the latest Wednesday.  I don't know how they want to work this out, but they reassured me with confidence that they would be able to do so.

I am not going to count whatever I get to do after this load today for this since it is so late in the day and I don't mind.  I do mind not getting home on Friday night or at the latest, Saturday morning. That was some bs right there and I was starting to get agitated Saturday evening attempting to beat the clock to get home in time.  Not to mention I didn't want to drive over 600 miles on a Saturday.  Get me my work during the week, get me the miles and then, get me home. This is what we agreed upon. 

Well hey, the dispatcher called.  Asked if I had my 34 reset?  yup, that occurred at 5 am this morning. That's when you stop for 34 hours and the 60 hour clock starts over again.  Basically, you start a fresh work week with that being done. Otherwise, I think you just don't get any more hours.  I'm not sure about that one since I didn't have to worry about that on my previous job.  We were off every weekend and we were subject to different rules since we were a "local" type operation that doesn't even need to have log books kept.  Anyway, kept any hostilities out of the conversation, excepting that Saturday, I drove over 600 miles and was 6 minutes from going over hours when I finally pulled into the yard. 

I don't have to tell him now.  He knows  I am not happy about that.  But, if it looks like a repeat this coming weekend, I will say something on Thursday about it. That's when you figure out whether you're going to make it home or not.  I might not be too objectionable to working til Saturday morning this week since I'm starting late today - but then again, none of this was of any fault of my own. So, maybe just take less miles for this week and get a bit smaller paycheck.  I think 2,500 miles per week is the minimum they want us to drive.  At over 600 miles per day, that is pretty easy. Plus the new work week doesn't actually start with this company until Tuesday. Any work you get down before Tuesday goes on the previous week's miles.  So, the delivery today will count for last week, which means I am close to 3,500 miles for the week, which is a healthy, nice paycheck.

However, if I don't have time to spend it, what good is it? Hmmm, not a terribly bright statement, i guess, considering the debt I am in and now going to start paying it off. Which started earlier.  I paid all my credit card bills this morning and applied an extra $200 to the Capital one card that I have racked up so much on.  10 months of that will get me in the hundreds of dollars range owed on that particular card and then i can start working on another one.  I'd really like to get about $1,500 in debt paid down quickly, tho, to get my credit score back up. 

Well, ending this one. I still have stuff to get done before I leave and I need to get to the truck early so I can get it situated with clean sheets for the bed and such. 

I'm trying to get a grasp on a more positive outlook of what has been going on with this company, or if nothing else, my state of mind, but geeze.  The dispatcher said they'd get me unloaded by 11am.

Look, I was in Batesville, MS last night. That's as far as I could get from Columbus, Ohio in one day's driving.  It rained for half the trip and people don't drive very well in the rain.  I was pushing it, tho.  I stopped once to take mandatory 30 minute break and fuel, that was it.  I drove the rest of the time until my hours were up.

Truckers don't have mileage limits, they have a clock.  Start the clock on electronic logging and there is no shutting it off. You are burning up that clock regardless of what you are doing.  Of course, 14 hours is plenty of working hours in a day, but it forces truckers to keep going.  Instead of being able to take a sleeper berth and extend that 14 hours, the ELD doesn't care.  It's an electroni contraption that just says well, you turned me on, if ya want to get the miles in, you're going to have push your self for your 11 hours driving time.  This is why owner operators are staging protests.  The FMCSA is a group of people that think they know what's best for truckers, when in reality, they don't know anything.  At all.  A bunch of "minds" coming together saying, well, one thing happened here, so we are going to enact new rules against everyone - instead of targeting the one driver that did something stupid.

It's ridiculous. I've pretty much come to hate the trucking industry for the Fed rules.  I haven't looked up to see yet if they did away with this unbelievable idea to implement a rule that you can't even talk on a phone, with a headset, hands free.  How did all of us truckers survive before all of this regulation?  Oh, yeah, we can rub our bellies and heads at the same time.

Whatever, I'm ranting, but I've been in the industry for a long, long time, so I figure I have 25 cents worth of input.  I put in 660 miles yesterday, the only thing I'm complaining about is not getting home on Friday.  In fact, I didn't get home until 2 hours ago - at 7 pm. That's on a Saturday. I've been living in that truck for 6 full days. Do you know what it feels like to come home? I already knew this about myself when I applied for this job,  I don't do OTR.

Anyway, I got up 15 minutes before I could get on that clock again this morning. Got a coffee, got in the truck and drove - straight through - to Hattiesburg, MS.  I got there at 9 am, they said I missed my appointment so I'll have to wait.  Yes, that appointment was originally set at 5:00 am. It was abandoned when the dock worker decided to spend 3 hours unloading 2 trucks. This guy has personal issues, 2cd time I've encountered him, grow up.  He's probably in his 50's, he acts like a 5 year that didn't sleep well last night.

That 3 hours cost me.  I got to the pickup place for the next load and they were closed.  Which meant spending the night in an industrial park I found - the only truckstop I could find in that town was a Pilot and it was totally full- very small, and drivers going around in circles looking for a place to park.  No thanks.  I drove a mile down the road and found unlimited parking.  500 feet from a restaurant - with very good food I might add.  There are alternatives to truckstops - and much better alternatives.  In fact, I'm sure a person could get rich coming up with an app that shows truckers alternate parking areas that are close to the amenities they are looking for.

Well anyway. I spent 4 hours - 4 full hours - waiting to get unloaded at a Sam's club Distribution Denter because of all that junk in Ohio - of no fault of my own.  NONE.  I watched at least 30 trucks come in, go into the same office I did, get their dock, get unloaded and leave.  I went in to the office after a while of sitting in that truck and found they had a 44 inch flat screen turned on with college football playing.  Better than that truck, I can guarantee ya that. It was 3 plus solid hours before they got me onto a dock.  And then, I had to unhitch the tractor and go wait somewhere else for them to unload.

That was a shocking thing that took me by surprise once I got into this stuff - back into this stuff I should say.  You don't just open the doors and back up to a loading dock any more.  There are varying degrees of security in place now.  Red and green blinking lights. Red - don't move your truck, please.  Chalk your wheels. Pull the red air hose off your trailer? Wow.  That was a new one.  I finally asked at a place: you must have had some truck drivers pulling out before the unloading or loading was complete?  Oh yes.

I find it amazing how all truck drivers are forced to pay for the infractions of a few.  At several places, now, I have had to get out of the truck, stand at a door and give them the key to the truck to place in a lockbox.  And last time, it was freezing cold out there.  Y'all can come up with all the rules you want, but if your dumb @$$es are going to make EVERYONE pay for it like that,  provide us a place out of the elements, thanks.

But, it is a sign of the times. I'm watching behavior in truckstops that is unfathomable.  On the roads as well.  I'm becoming accustomed - slowly - at looking at asphalt and concrete replete with white and yellow lines all day long.  Yes, folks, the trucking industry is not an industry of professionals anymore. It's any moron that wants to take up a company on their "train and drive contract. I had a Werner truck "change lanes" on me today - he cut me off with maybe 5 feet of room.  I mean, I was approaching him in the passing lane, going much faster than him, this dude just comes over.  When I finally am passing by him? Waving at me.  I had no such gestures back at him.  This is dangerous driving, I could have and probably should have reported him, but I had a clock sitting in front of my face.

And that clock? Was counting down to zero quickly.  When I got to the truckstop in my town, the clock had 6 minutes left on it.  I had already decided long before I got there that I would go over hours to get to the truckstop and get home.  After the way I was treated this week? Yeah, don't care.  Fire me if you like.

Anyway, I'll find out quickly next week if their promise of getting me home frequently actually comes to fruition. But really.  Doesn't it make more sense to go after the money while I still can?  I'm taking that driving test tomorrow no matter how burned out I am.  Coming home was a breath of fresh air today. Finally out of that damned truck. It's a piece of junk tho, definitely.  One of those new, fancy things would be much more amenable, as I was "informed" that I would be getting within the next 3 months.  Whatever.

The guy is going to call me tomorrow.  I'm figuring on going to bed soon, actually. It's almost 10 pm and I want to be rested for a driving test.  I guess I don't need to be tho, I've driven 12,000 miles in the last month, not like I don't know what I'm doing. But it still kinda makes you nervous having someone scrutinizing your performance.

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I'ts now late Sunday morning.  I didn't get a call from that guy, I assume there is no truck available to take the road test.  Which is actually quite fine by me, I'm exhausted.  I need a day to recoup.  Driving 37 miles over to that town, getting in that truck and performing a road test isn't high on my list of things to do today.  I am going to very nicely but bluntly ask that I be home Friday night, Saturday morning at the latest next weekend.  I need the time to get stuff done around the house and the time on Sunday, especially, to rest, relax, do whatever I want and recoup.  The only consolation I got was that I don't have to get up in the wee hours of Monday morning. Tomorrow I leave at around 1 pm to get to Lufkin for a delivery, after that, I will see if they are going to hold true to their word. My idea was trips to Grenada, MS, turn around and head to Lufkin and then back up to my town for 10 hour off.  That wouldn't work every day, but it would get me back at least a couple times a week.  4 of those trips a week would be well over the 3,000 mile limit they want you to reach.

Tho there are drivers at 2,500 miles per week that they apparently are comfortable with as well.  I was also informed of another individual that wants to be home more often and they have him doiong turn arounds such as what I was thinking for the Lufkin run.  They have 8 loads a day going there, one of them can be mine every time.  But they also have other stuff going on in this area, it doesn't have to be limited to any one thing, just keep me coming and going around here so I can get home, thanks. I like sleeping in my bed, the dogs went plum crazy yesterday when I walked through the door for I had been gone so long.

Addler is giving me the looks today.  He knows I am going to leave again, he just doesn't know when.  Not today, buddy, not today.

So, that's that.  Now I have to go out and spend a couple of hours going to stores.  Also not big on my list of things I want to do.  Honestly? I just want to lay in bed and sleep today.  That's how I feel, especially after yesterday.  That was a very long day.

Well, I pretty much let them have it last night and going on into today.
I got stuck in Ohio overnight, which meant not getting home today and then finding
out that instead of dropping the load at the yard, I have to take it clear down to Hattiesburg.
I drove almost 700 miles today to try and get this stuff done so I can actually make it home tomorrow.  I''m 244 miles from there, drove out all my hours to get as far as I could, including driving 4 hours in pounding rain with stupid drivers who haven't got a clue. 

I swear.  Some of these people out there. I got stuck behind a driver in the passing lane who was just hanging out there - for at least 30 miles.  I couldn't get past him.  Well, I finally did get a break and passed him on the right. There were cars lined up so far behind me I couldn't see the end of it because of this person.  Then, later on, I got stuck behind yet another one of these. When an opportunity finally availed itself, this jackass sped up, of course, to try and stop me from passing.  But by then, I was clear of Memphis traffic and it didn't matter anymore.  He eventually fell back behind me - yes, still in the passing lane. 

It's 100 miles from Hattiesburg to the yard, 247 miles to home from the yard.  That's a total of 591 miles I have to drive tomorrow to get home.  Is it possible in 11 hours? Yes.  Will it happen? No clue.  If traffic is good and no slow downs, I'll get home.  If there is any kind of back up that takes an hour or more, probably not.  then I will be fuming mad.  I mean, I will be making even more phone calls.  And demanding time off during the week.  If they fuss about it, I'll drive that truck back to their yard and they can have it.  I'm at the end of this, I've had enough.

Anyway, the deal with home time turns out to be that neither the owner of the company nor the recruiter ever let dispatch department know about my desires.  I talked at length with my dispatcher today about it, this thing went the rounds over there.  My letter to the owner of the company and my rather turbulent  and long text messages to the dispatcher resulted in promises.  That is, "we have 8 loads a day, at least, going to Lufkin". We can't get you home every night, but we can definitely get you home several nights a week. We didn't shit about this and that is squarely on the feet of the owner and the orientation dude. 

I have written Mr. Orientation.  I'm not gonna dump on him too bad though. His mom just died and they doctors are telling him "something is wrong with his pancreas", but they won't identify it until they get all their tests done.  I feel bad for him. Pancreas problems are no laughing matter. 

Anyway, I have these promises but yet, I face tomorrow wondering if I'll even get home on Saturday.  I'ma try real hard, I can tell ya that.  Time to go to bed, get up at 4 am and finish this drive to Hattiesburgh.