I usually hated Falcon trucks when I worked in receiving. They always showed up hours late then threw a fit when I wouldn't drop the truck I was working on and take care of them immediately.
The one exception was this little Mexican guy that had his act together and was always ready to go. I'd work him in early when I could. I unloaded him once on Dec 23 so he could get home, even though his appt wasn't until the next day. To say thanks he
gave me a bottle of expensive tequila someone had given him (he said), but he didn't want to get caught with it on his truck.