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valarltdOf the days annoyances, these:
That the line-haul from Jackson was an hour late.
That my trailer was loaded backwards, with my first stop in the nose. They got their cage and fragiles and a promise for later.
That at my second stop, I was blocked by a 53', then as I set up to dock, a little panel van whipped in where I needed to be. THEN, my liftgate got stuck. Unfolded and at the top, perfect to decapitate some unsuspecting tail-gater.
That it took 3 hours to get it fixed.
That the rest of my run was an index of that
That I was bitten by a lock hasp on a cage and have a purple bruise.
That I couldn't finish the run, having neither track key nor door keys.
That i didn't get home until 9 PM.
Tomorrow can only be better.
Now watch me gash my forehead open...again. (already did that Tuesday)
That the line-haul from Jackson was an hour late.
That my trailer was loaded backwards, with my first stop in the nose. They got their cage and fragiles and a promise for later.
That at my second stop, I was blocked by a 53', then as I set up to dock, a little panel van whipped in where I needed to be. THEN, my liftgate got stuck. Unfolded and at the top, perfect to decapitate some unsuspecting tail-gater.
That it took 3 hours to get it fixed.
That the rest of my run was an index of that
That I was bitten by a lock hasp on a cage and have a purple bruise.
That I couldn't finish the run, having neither track key nor door keys.
That i didn't get home until 9 PM.
Tomorrow can only be better.
Now watch me gash my forehead open...again. (already did that Tuesday)
