Abilene Motor Express....A New Place To Call Home

RVA to Hillsboro Oregon. Load assignment says Thursday morning delivery. Right. I send in my load acceptance macro stating I CAN’T make delivery on time. No response, called, no answer, so I said F’it and leave. Around Raphine I finally get through and explain to my DM, whom I having serious thoughts that the closest he’s come to any place else in this country was when he first saw a map of the United States on the wall in elementary school. The loaded miles are 2890, and he’s trying to tell me I can get there in 2 days. I politely let him know that I know I’m good at my job, but not that good. So for the next 2 hours we’re going back and forth about swapping this out because low and behold, it’s a team load. Finally, I’m told not to go past Charleston WV. I stop at the GoMart and start my 10. I get parked, and then my phone rings, it’s the team that I’m swapping with. Here’s the most hysterical part of this whole fiasco, this team is just leaving RVA with an empty trailer to swap with me. They’re chasing me! So at 3pm I start my 10, 5 hours from RVA to here and they show up 9 hours later. Meanwhile, I get a deadhead move to Groveport. Maybe I’m not really in tune with trucking after all these years, but isn’t that borderline pisspoor planning? Minimally, they’re sending an empty reefer 500 miles total. Oh, again, I’m not a rocket scientist, but shouldn’t they have got that load assignment from the start? SMDH.

 

It seems the more of Knights fingerprint gets into operations, the worst it’s getting. I never new that these two words went hand in hand. Operations and atrocious.

 

Prayers for mom, and you as well.