Saturday, October 13, 2007

In Misery In Missoula

Not really. It is just that I frigging hate the hell out of waiting. Oh yeah, I will behave like I have all the time in the world and be all polite and kind when really, I just want to smash some frigging furniture and punch a few people right square in the nose. OK, not really. But I do hate waiting. I have been banging on the head of my driver manager and breakdown department for better than 2 months about the idea of getting to Missoula to get something looked at on the front end of my truck. The tires are toast now. They will make good 3,000 mile trailer tires now.

I was in Wenatchee, Washington. Stemilt apple manglers and shippers. They are large. They are inefficient and they suck. They think nothing about keeping a driver waiting to load better than a day and have the nerve to ask you to monitor channel 40 the entire time in case they want to get a hold of you. Further, once they get you to the dock, they want you to sit in the lounge and wait for one of their illegal Mexican workers to mumble in broken Spankish to you when they decide to load. I got to the dock and told the lady at the counter that I would be at my truck because, after all, I have been there 24 hours, what could a couple more hurt. Anyway, back to the original thrust if you will of this missive.

I was in Wenatchee to get a load to go through Missoula to get my errant front end worked on. Cool. Of course there were people in the shop but they weren't really interested in doing any work as of course, it was Saturday. I am penciled in for Sunday. I got a hotel room and must wait until then.

I also have a date with the log nazi in logs department. She stated on the phone that she needs to clarify some things with some of my logs. Perhaps she would like to clarify how I was able to log 75 mph in a 65 mph truck. I am ready as hell for my reply "It is to keep up with the 80 mph driver manager" Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against the log lady...she has a job to do. I just have a job to do as well and that comes first.

I will add some more blather tomorrow as my head clears from the hangover of being stuck in a too small truck and being insulated by poor management and indifference by the leadership by a multi-million dollar juggernaut without a rudder. Dedication:.]