What if it Snows?

Miss Kitty @ the naughty girls ranch.

 

Hot sausage and meatball hoagie. Cup a char flatbread. Me thinks my eyes were bigger than my head. Sitting at one of our yards, is close to my delivery. Hate going to one of the yards, normally means something is broke or needs maintenance means less money to make. Oh well. At least I have a fuel card that works now. So there’s a plus.

 

Night #3 of I ain’t waiting 9 hours for one measly load. Apparently by tomorrow night everything will be back to normal. There are rumors of additional work too so it may be busy through the end of the year. Or like most things in the oilfield it is all BS. We shall see.

 

Joey you see this.

 

Guy just said he waited 12 for a load. He just bought his truck too. Sucks to be him.

 

The Pilot in Belmont, OH has a 24 hour Subway (only 6 like that in the entire company supposedly) so I don’t have to eat off the roller like you peasants. I eat like a king at Jared’s table.

 

Roller dogs are a last resort I like my pants to not be stained by poo. Unless I just go sit on the porcelain throne. Smell like farts I can deal with. From what I thought happened to him, he’s eating nasty Nate and big bubba in the slammer.