Mara just dropped our empty. When she swept it out she left two pieces of debris; seals from both the shipper and receiver. The message? “You’ve loaded this trailer before, you fucks.”
We’re at Bedford Park customer. I’m hoping all will go well and we’ll get to just go home. I will take any delay very personally. The trailer we brought in the other day is sitting in the yard (which means it was probably rejected). Fucking Stan. Well, at least Ray is miffed about this and… Continue reading Hoping All Will Go Well
Just as I expected, Stan rejected the trailer that we dropped last Monday. On the upside, Ray is (finally) pissed; or at least irritated. That’s three rejected trailers in three weeks. That’s rediculous.
Every time I come through Chicago I have to see Conservative pinheads staring at me from billboards for radio station WIND. I realize that’s a play on “windy city” but I think the “wind” tag fits these blowhards perfectly.
Ray just called. USX wants more logs. Makes me nervous. They have a history of looking through logs for reasons to fire people.
Rolling from Bedford Park customer. I switched the rejected trailer and brought another back. Then I had a run-in with Stan, the resident asshole. He came marching onto the trailer while I was still sweeping it. I said “There’s nothing wrong with this trailer, Stan.” He said “I’ll be the one to decide that.” So… Continue reading Run-In With Stan
Just started driving. I may jinx it by mentioning it, but I’m going into this week with a positive attitude, and I’m hoping for a good week. My cold of the last few days has broken, Mara and I have started on the Atkins diet, and except for some possible rain today in Chicago, weather… Continue reading Positive Attitude
I’m northbound on I-75 and just crossed over into Kentucky. Listening to Air America and trying to ignore Bush’s coronation.
XM Radio?! Fuck ACC Today!
I just heard about the death of Johnny Carson. :-/