Been making pretty good work this week. Zero time on the phone with support shift. Prompt loads. It's been ok.
Yesterday, at nearly 1400, I eased into the J at Baytown again for my 10. As I parked I got to talking to a friend on the phone. Soon after come the knock on the door. I tell my friend "here we go" (he's a trucker too.) This skanky lookin gal asking if she can use my CB. "Sure you can!" heheh
She starts in complaining about all the **slang
I am traditionally a night owl. Up late, up early. That's just how I roll. After a few days I crash and catch up on my sleep debt; reset and start all over. And now that I'm driving, odd hours just... well, makes it odder because bedtime at 1900 just doesn't make sense in my mind.
However; last night was just such a night. I ended work around 1800. I was bushed and I felt every inch of it. However; as bad as I need it, I still can't make myself go straight to bed.
Red Hot Mess- Hey girl, I beat ya to it. It finally happened.
While getting ready to roll this morning, as soon as I opened my curtains, a gal walks up and asks if I'd like some company.
I started to jack with her and go all ADD and tell her yeah because of how lonely it gets and blah, blah then after ranting for a bit break down and cry and ask for a hug.
But I didn't. I was boring. I just said "no thanks, I'm about to roll."
I have to say,
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