Appreciation of elders

I bought my job and I know enough to still have it. I've driven Stretched out 379 Petes,Classic Freight shakers and an assortment of aerodynamic trucks. The T-660 is my favorite. If that E-log mandate gets put down I'll have one with an N-14 red top the next day.

I know you old hands have an awful hard time letting go of your brick trucks, but theirs absolutely nothing logical about running one in any operation.

 

I somewhat disagree. Not every trucking application is suited to aero trucks. They are simply too low for most applications that require going off the pavement (eg. logging, oilfield, etc). They also aren't going to make any difference in over dimensional hauling because the aerodynamics are defeated by the wind drag of the load.

 

And the e log mandate will affect me and my brick truck not one I ota. I won't have to replace a perfectly good piece of equipment that has served me well for years. One that I know inside and out, one that has proven she will make me money. But as you say there is absolutely no logic in having it.

 

I'd like to see how your going to get a 660 titled as 1999 or older.
Every glider I've seen is by the chassis date,not the motor.

 

Ooooohhh, fearmongering AND beancounting! How exciting!

Once upon a time, there were 2 girls, Pria and Corvette, that decided in order to get what they want, they would join the oldest profession. Pria became a streetwalker and Corvette joined a brothel. After the first month, they both sat down and compared notes. Pria pointed out that Corvette's expenses were much higher than hers. Spa treatments, gym workouts, dry cleaning, wardrobe...etc. Plus Corvette had to pay a cut to the madam.

A couple years went by and both girls made quite a name for themselves. Pria got arrested a couple times, and the cops and thugs all knew her by name and Corvette was no longer working at the brothel, but was now a high end call girl. She travelled extensively, went to learn the secrets of the orient, nuru massage and the culinary arts. Pria's rate was $60/trick and Corvette charged a flat rate of $10000/day plus expenses. It seemed as if she was on an airplane more than she was on the ground.
The 2 girls sat down and compared notes. Corvette said, "I made $15grand this month." Pria said, "I made $15000 this month too! But I'm local and I am home every night and sleep in my own bed." Corvette said, "Yeah, but I only got boinked once." Pria countered, "It's not what you gross, it's what you net. See, that spa treatment, the gym membership, the hair salon, that stuff adds up. Plus all that schooling. I don't need to go to school to learn how to lay. You can teach a monkey to turn tricks." Corvette said, "The goal isn't to get a job, the goal is to be good at what you do."

Well, street walking can get a little rough, and Pria got beat on by a customer. Lost a couple teeth. That hurt her business a bit, so she went to see an expert on street walking, a pimp the girls called KR. KR taught Pria how to cut expenses even more, instead of showering after, to find a puddle of water, and carry wet wipes. Saves time and money! Pria made $9000 that month, but she netted more of her profits. She was able to cut back on the water bill and get even more clients. KR suggested that she drop her rates to $40 and get more clients. Pria was ecstatic!

Pria walks into the 5 star restaurant for her lunch date with Corvette. The patrons in the restaurant all covered their faces and held their breath. Corvette, stunning as always, looked alarmed, "OMG! Did you quit bathing? What happened to your teeth?" Pria said, "I'm saving money, I am the picture of efficiency!" Corvette said, "You look horrible!" Pria said, "You're just jealous because my operation is so efficient!"

(Stay tuned for Part II)

 

So @TripleSix, when does the book come out?

 

I drive a hood and get paid by the hour.

 

Appreciation for your elders. I look back now and cringe with some regret, I wish I hadn't been an arrogant think-I-know-it-all pup. Public apology to the old hands I made shake their heads, I was mostly wrong and you were right and very patient. I'm sure there was more than once you felt the only way to shut me up was your knuckles applied to my snot box, thank you again for your restraint. You old hands must have seen something in me, because here I am after all these years- one of you now, I figured out the secret....

It's not important that they know....
Only that I do.

 

Picturing a run to Richmond Hill, GA for a few Killians Reds needs to be in my future... Maybe a day or two of home time down there to recover... lol