Well, after sitting outside the gate for almost two hours I found out that my load had shipped Tuesday. Epes is pulling a USX. “Who told you that? What was his name?” The guy who handles the paperwork and dock assignments. I believe his name was Sir. That’s as friendly as I got with him. Oh, well. I’m done for the day. I don’t expect that Epes will ask me to do something stupid like USX would have (like asking me to go back for his name).