Snackbar is chillin'....at Shaffer

Alright, for the people who seem to think only SSB has bad days, let me tell you all how Friday went for me.

All last week I got hammered with 18-23 stops on the wagon, except for Friday when I only had 13. I thought “oh good, I’ll have an easy day on today so I can get a good early start on tomorrow’s run”. Well, it didn’t work that way.

I took one look in the trailer when I loaded my pallet jack, saw the box spring mattresses stacked to the ceiling, and thought “great, more garbage freight to unload by hand”, but that wasn’t even half of it.

The first two were quick, so that was good. Next was a plumbing supply house getting a 7’ pallet of shower doors. They were closed for inventory. It would’ve been nice if someone told me when I was there Thursday, AND we had an “appointment” somehow for this crap that I’m pretty well sure was fake, due to lazy chair warming millennials who can’t be bothered to do the jobs they’re paid for. This is a problem because I only have 2 skid spots worth of room to work.

I got to the county jail to deliver their weekly skid of commissary crap, ran in the front door to wave to the ladies at the front desk, my usually way of saying “hey, you have a delivery going around to the back gate” so they can call the guards and have one meet me and let me in. The one sitting there I suppose forgot to call, so the maintenance guys had to do it when one came out for a smoke break. That wound up taking 45 mins as opposed to the usual 10.

After that I had to leave the shower door crate at a landscape company that shares an outdoor dock with a tile place because I needed the room to work. Then, I had to skip down to what was like stop 10 or so, a normal sized pallet of HVAC parts for another supply house, and deliver that since it was loaded out of order due to dockworker stupidity.

It was now time to deliver the mattress garbage. I got to the place, and nobody there. Gee, this just keeps getting better, so I made a phone call and found out they wanted a call ahead. Well, that’s just great now that I’m already here. “I’ll be there in 45 mins”. Ok, whatever, nothing I can do about that now. So as I’m manhandling this junk off my trailer while waiting, I find obvious evidence that the boxed were bulldozed down the dock with a forklift, because one box looked like it’s been shot at. That one wound up getting refused, obviously. I go to call in the damage, (@Gearjammin' Penguin knows what I’m talking about here) and can’t do that because now only the TM takes those and he’s out to lunch. That exception never got entered, and to add insult to injury, I found more of this junk on the dock when I got back so I get to deal with it again Monday.

Now I’m 2 hours behind schedule, and the next stop is the reason why YOU DONT LOAD #### OUT OF ORDER, a communications place that gets big spools of wire. These were 6’ in diameter and there were 4 of them, 2500 lbs each. You can’t have stuff in the way when you’re trying to wrestle anything this big.

Later I had a house delivery. They had to come out to the street and get it with a pickup truck, and not surprisingly it was damaged too. That was another OS&D call that couldn’t get done.

Next I did a pickup at an apartment complex which I was dreading, and fortunately the lady in the office not only knew what a BOL was but actually had one. 20 years of doing this has made me VERY cynical when it comes to pickups at non-regular shippers, because engine and transmission cores are always a roll of the dice. Why? That would be because of lazy and stupid people at the receiving ends of these boat snchors who can’t be bother to interrupt their InstaTwitFace surfing and send BOLs in a timely manner.

Last stop was another apartment complex getting Home Depot garbage, which is another #### account I wish they’d drop like a bomb on Dresden. Now normally I’d just leave that, but the office is closed Fridays and this isn’t in a nice neighborhood. Thankfully that skid was in the nose, so I had every intention of taking it back anyway.

After that, it was back to load the shower door crate I left, get a second pickup, and go home.

Yeah, Friday I was @gentleroger ’s “angry driver”. People get tired of having their days complicated and trashed for no other reason than laziness on the part of some doofus who’s age and intelligence quotient happen to be the same number and need to be tossed out on their butts. When did all this “compassion to the useless” BS come about? As far as I’m concerned, if you’re paid to do a job and you suck at it you need to leave and find another, and years ago that’s exactly what would’ve happened.