The Break During The Week

I get one run at the beginning of the week and one run towards the end of the week. That means that I end up back at the Fargo yard with either the choice of going home and playing rat race in order to get back or I can relax here and get some sleep. My choice today was sleep and the idea of rest. Today however, there is a non-stop talking asshole here. He has his hands on the remote and is talking. I finally told him that he was assuming an awful lot, thinking I could give a shit less about his endless blabber blab blab. I think it is sinking in, but, I could be wrong. I think I need to get back out to my truck and read a book. Dedication...