Trucking can be like a bad marriage...

Time to pull up and stabilize...

I can see the ground approaching...just broke through the cloud line...
Now I must take to the controls and pull up...level off, and adjust attitude...
(believe it or not, in an airplane, there is actually an instrument called 'attitude'...it's a horizontal meter...that allows pilot to see his position relative to the horizon, whether he's gaining or loosing altitude)...



What a cioncedince...

Anyways...as with an airplane, you must adjust your attitude or you'll crash...

Back in a bit...

 

Funny thing is though...regardless of what tomorrow brings, and as 'scary' as that can seem at times...

What seems more scary to me is hopping back in a truck...and spending weeks of my life alone on the interstate, at rest areas, truck stops, with diesel engines churning feet away from my head, air brakes going off next to head and waking you up constantly through out the night...

And the over all feeling that comes from just mattering so little to those around you...
Emersing myself back in that enviornment scares me far more than anything I could face here...

Being so physically close to people, yet so distant...
In the end, i could just feel the life draining out of me...

The only interaction I really got was from warehouse personal...or even four wheelers who happened to have their radios on...

If I'm going to die a slow death, I'd rather do so in an enviornment I'm firmiluar with...Where I'm not kept apart from the little things that matter to me..

Like minutes ago, hand feeding a younger cat whom was so hungry...
And that the other cats kept hogging the food from...



Being able to do little things like that is what keeps you human...

The enviornment out there...if emerced in it for to long...just turns you into something else...hard, rigid, whatever...and then you forget how to have fun, cause a part of ya dies....

And I felt a part of me dying out there...that's why it's been such an adjustment trying to get back into the swing of things...socially that is...

You become rigid and very selfish with your time...that's what that road life will do to you...not all...

Again...I use to love it...I guess you just gotta know when to leave...

 

Today, I went to a few places...

The most loveliest thing about these places was that the work place was composed of mixed genders...males and females...

That's called sanity...

They weren't just composed of older bearded chubby males...
Rather they were composed of younger working class females and males...balance...

Which means dating, relationships ect ect....

That's a work place enviornment I can handle...

 

It also amazes me how so many can be anti-union, when I drove a union person home today, who had a house a doctor would be envious of...

And 8-9-10 hours a day...maybe sometimes 12...wow...

Living in a nice home, nice bike, nice car, time for recreation, church going guy at that...

And I contrast that with us drivers who just seem to get dragged, and used, and stay out for weeks, have to deal with break downs, isolation, attitude and everything else...and are lucky to get two checks in a row over $400.00 a week at times...

(I usually made more than that though...)

Cause when I did work for those major abc companies...I never said 'no'...
That was back when I enjoyed it though....

Oh well...those against unions will continue to be so...and those who work for unions will continue to live in the house, like the person I drove home today...and still have time to go to the game after work...

 

I was up late, didn't lay down until around 5:30 am...

Was busy debating and exchanging thoughts about 'rocks' on another forum...taking on a whole slew of geologists...it was fun...

None of them prooved I was wrong...

But I also realize people want you to first acknowledge them, for what they know, before they will concede or consider what you suggest...so I kind of did that, and it produced a photo of a giant moon...

Anyways...that's here and inbetween...
I'm happiest when i'm learning, being challenged...

I think that's when driving was the most fun for me, is when I was still learning stuff about the industry, still learning stuff about trucks, my own skills...about routes, different cities...

If I could go back, back when companies hired, promoted from within, I should have become a dispatcher, and rose up that way...

But no terminal was where I lived...

Oh well...enough of the woulda coulda shoulda stuff...
Time to forge a new future...

Hope everyones having a splendid day...

Down where I'm at it sure doesn't feel like Xmas...not at all...
when you look out the window you think 'surf board'...

 

It really was a lazy day...some how, some way I've becom nocternal...

I just don't feel alert, and wide awake until after 7:00 pm...

Interesting...

This place has been like a graveyard lately...
That's why diversity is good...

Cause the more different view points you have, the more conversation you get...

I jump around a lot...I'm here, I'm there...
But each place I stop and post serves a purpose for me...

This is a good forum though...in that they pretty much leave you alone, unless you really go out of your way to get noticed...

Other than that, they pretty much leave you alone...
So I value this forum for that...
Other forums, if you so much as misspell a word, they're on you...


I live in a violent area...another shooting and death over night, maybe two...always young men...and always late at night...

Night time is dangerous here...that's why I always get nervious going up to the corner store...

Things are very calm right now...but i know they won't stay this way...

That monster dude was practically breathing down my back the other day at the store...I really felt like punching them...in the past I might have...

Or if I didn't live here in this area, and never had to worry about seeing them again, I might have...

And today I saw how they do it...they wait, and see who's approaching store...and then come over and inside, in hopes you'll give them something...they saw me approaching today, and I saw them heading over...but went the other way instead...





I've never been less interested in pre season basketball than I am now...could careless about the LA Clippers, and trades...
They, the players or the league, is not giving me any of their money...so I could careless...i usally start paying attention towards the end of the season after a little drama has built up and certain teams begin to stand out...

Ok, I am out of here and on to something else...be good...

 

This is one of the only industries that seems bent on wrecking your future if, when, you leave them...

They want you to live your life in a box, being treated sub human, or not live at all...

They run almost higher checks on you now days, than to be a FBI agent...just to be hurled into sub par situations and enviornments and treatments...

No one thinks much of you, from dispatchers to the whole chain, to even fellow drivers...

They all secretly loath you and in the back of their minds think 'Oh what do you know, your just a driver'...

Even the cashiers think that about you...

And in the end, you'll be left with a string of dead end jobs....

I have a lot of readers on here, randomn or whatever...

But don't get into trucking...way way to over regulated...

Mainly speaking of the OTR brand of trucking...or if you get into it, please do
your research carefully...don't just take any ole offer that comes your way...
Do your research...and consider maybe class B driving instead...where you work
more of a 9-5...in the end you'll thank yourself for it...or even dump truck...
Any thing but OTR...

Please take your talents somewhere else...go back to school, heavy equiptment, anything where your home, around your family and friends...

Cause trucking will abandon you in the end, and take your health...

And it's dangerious at that...

Please don't trade your family and sanity for a life of scattered tears...

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And I'm not afraid to say that my readers tend to be more brighter than most...

I'm after quality...not bulk stupidity....

 

I find it odd that as soon as I posted last post...
The trainer guy from gym called, to check up on me...

I find that so symbolic...like a changing of the guard or something...
As if him calling solidified above post...in that his calling represented getting on
with your life...new attitude, new focus, new strength, and new health...

wow...