Why do you want to be a truck driver?

me to but not going to hijack thread. go in peace

 

Originally didn't want to be a truck driver since my dad did it and he was only home on the weekends. I ended up in trucking after getting out of the army and the business and me and my sister tried starting failed to get off the ground. I needed a job that paid decent so that's how I ended up in the trucking industry. Traveling across country being an OTR was fun for the first few months but after 17 months I couldn't take it anymore and quit.

Ended up going to college using the post 9/11 GI Bill (was paid a few hundred bucks a month to attend college) but I realized I had no interest in STEM fields and honestly wasn't willing go into thousands if not tens of thousands of dollars in debt for a degree to get a job that paid starting off at less then 40k a year. So I went back into trucking this time I have a local job and honestly I'm content with what I'm doing. I don't love going to work but I don't hate it either I'm just...content with it and honestly I'm finding that I'm happy with being content with my job vs being miserable trying to find the perfect job.

 

Depends on who you get hired with and what type of local driving job it is. I used to willing work 14 hours almost every single day now I work 12 hours or less a day and I'm quite happy with it. Granted you are not going to have a bunch of free time but I have time to mail stuff off before going to work or stop at the grocery store and pick something up after work and can still get about 7 hours sleep.

 

last thing end. i meant check thread to see what i was like then...lol not that you needed it.

 

Injured my back in Iraq and then threw it out multiple times just living life (except the last time was lefting a GenSet from a truck... that one debillitated me)... so DOT "suspended" my medical checkup back in Nov and I dangled at Prime for a week before leaving

 

Here is my answer

Diesel power, eighteen wheels to rollin'
As I pull it on to the interstate
I've got thirteen hours to make my destination
And I don't want to stop to check my weight
Won't be no sleep for me tonight, no
Gotta be hittin' Tulsa by first mornin' light

I've run freight out of Wheeling West Virginia
And U.S. Steel from Bethlehem
And I've rolled tobacco out of the Carolinas
California winds into Birmingham
Some people work just to survive
But up here in this cab
Is the only time I'm alive.

I've got a wife livin' back in Tennessee
Ronnie, she tries to understand the way I feel (Lord, have mercy)
Now I could give my hand to another line of work
But my heart would always be behind the wheel.
Call me a prisoner of the highway
Driven on by my restless soul
I'm a prisoner of the highway
Imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah

 

The other answer is I am afraid of heights, and I am seriously getting tired of climbing up ladders on telephone poles to hook up cable. Been doing this for about 15 years and I am tired of it. I left the road when I won custody of my 3 children, my youngest turned 18 2 weeks ago and is off to Job Corp. Now I am planning on a return tour of the country sometime next year. But it mainly because I am afraid of heights.