Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Wow

  • My clutch went out in Joplin. Had to get towed. Thanks to E-Trade having restricted my account due to rubber checks TO it in amounts less than my cash balance, I couldn't pay the towtruck and got it rolled into the repair bill for an extra fifteen percent.
  • Got called about eleven times by dispatch and drivers asking me about loads I never heard of and info I didn't have.
  • Asked repair place for a DOT inspection since it was there. They found bad brakes, leaking seals, and a bunch of other stuff. They just kept finding it and calling me at the hotel, so between them, dispatch, and drivers, I got experience as a switchboard operator.
  • When the truck was finally done, the bill was over five Gs, and I didn't even have it. I was 400 short and had to get Ben the dispatcher to advance me that much. He's not supposed to since I'm an owner-op, but it was either that or make me sit with my truck held hostage.
  • Despite this, I had to get my credit limit increased by a whole 300 bucks to get the 2800 left in my account out of it. E-Trade tortured me about as much as they could, making it a gruelling, painful ordeal.
  • OK finally I get out and a load back. I deliver that load 5 hours early and make a desperate break for Canton in an effort to get my damned APU from hell fixed. I'd been trying for three weeks.
  • I took a load picking up at 2100 and got to the APU repair place ten hours before that.
  • Naturally, that wasn't enough time. Fate arranged to make sure that my deadline was passed and so was my secret safety margin before the A/C was getting recharged in the APU. Then it was done. And there was ANOTHER DAMN LEAK.
  • I had to pull it out. I have to go back. That's right--ten hours, and I have to go back. I'll probably take the Albuquerque load that picks up at one a.m., be there for my APU at 0800, 19 hours early, and somehow, some way, get to the pickup at 1:15--stressed out and sleepless.
  • SO, now I'm broke, owe money, must be working on an ulcer or heart attack or something, and got this damn piece of crap APU and it's co-conspirators perpetually torturing me. (I could have predicted that OTHER, additional damn leak after it all the other assorted repeat problems were allegedly fixed.)
  • On the plus side, those seal leaks could have cost me my rear end, and my clutch should last over 600,000 miles. Now let's see if I can find a silver lining for the Cleveland Browns....
  • Shoot me.

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