Hi, I'm Snazzy and I'm Trucker
Discussion in 'The Welcome Wagon' started by Snazzy, Aug 3, 2007.
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Sweaty Light Load Member
- Jun 1, 2008
Oh man, what is he in for this time.
Could be the time of his life ...........
or just life............
Yep Sweat and Pj44, let's see what happens, as Life Goes On.
I eased out of the lot and tried to remember all of Ray's tid bits. Let's see, this has an Alice Son's gearbox, so I just let out on that pedal and shift this lever. That's it, slow and easy, now let off the go pedal, shift, more go juice, watch that, cut the wheel, there you go ! Oops ! Watch out, turn, turn, a little more. There you go ! Yep, you got it ! Keep going, keep going, There's the freeway, doing good, doing good, mash the pedal, cut over, he sees us, that's it, good, good, you got it. Man ! Look at that ! I can see the tops of those trailers ! Gees, we must be sitting 14' high ! Oh don't worry so much ! Ray knows what he's doing, so just follow him. Shut up mind voices !
The CB crackled, " Barn ? You still back there ? "
I keyed up, " I'm still with you, but this thing won't go any faster. "
Ray understood, " I'll slower down to 40 and let you catch up. "
I was honest, " Ten four ! This thing tops out at 38 and that's all she's got. Where's that exit we're taking ? "
Ray squelched, " It's a ways up ! Just stay on my back door and keep your eyes peeled ! "
So, I did. Yep, that old crane was one hell of a beast. It was like steering the Titanic and about the same size. She was a cab over, with no front hood, but that big hook swung over my head. Hmm, must be why they call them overhead cranes. Yep, she was as long as a football field and almost as wide. I guess, the hardest thing was getting use to how tall she was. Yep, she had a six foot ladder I climbed to get up in her. Now, once inside you had to study all the switches and gauges. I mean, if I pulled the wrong one. Well, you know what I mean.
Ray cut the airways, " Our exit is coming up ! Do you copy Barn ? "
I radioed back, " Ten four on that ! I'm still with you ! "
So, Ray's bus slowed and exited, with me right behind him. We took a right, made a left, went straight, and oh crap ! Yep, a Local Yocal spotted me and followed behind.
I keyed up, " Say Ray ! We've got company ! You copy me ? "
Ray didn't answer me, but sped up and never slowed down. I tried to spy on the Copper, who was back there somewhere. Danger Mr Goose ! Danger Mr Goose ! Red and blue lights are flashing ! Shut up mind voices ! I see them and this is just what I needed. Fiddlesticks ! Anyway, I pulled over and climbed down the ladder. The Local Yocal was a young cub, looked to be fresh out of the academy, had zits on his face, and was all business.
He flipped open his metal ticket book, " You got a license and permits ? "
I laid it on thick, " Gee, I'm glad to see you ! I'm lost as a kitten and ...."
Local Yocal had to ask, " Your lost ? Where are you trying get to ? "
I lied and pointed, " I'm trying to get over where their putting in that new nuclear plant. You know, the one their building. "
Local didn't know, " What nuclear plant ? "
My nose grew, " Oh ! I guess, you State Troopers don't keep up with this local stuff. "
Local blushed, " Oh, I'm not a State Trooper ! I'm with the city of Two Cows and I haven't heard anything, about a nuclear plant. "
I winked, " Yeah ! I guess the Nuclear Commission doesn't want this getting around. But hey ! If you promise to keep it quiet. Well, ..."
Local Yocal swore, " I won't say a word ! Now, where is it going be ? "
I removed my hard hat, " It's suppose to be over there by that new.. You know, where they built that new ,which you may call it ? "
Local played jeopardy, " The new high school ? "
I snapped my fingers, " That's it ! How do I get over there ? "
Local Yocal pointed, " It's about four miles East that way, but your way too tall to fit under the rail crossing. I bet, you were suppose to take the Miller Road exit and follow that over to Twin Oaks ! "
I agreed, " Your probably right ! You know how those Egg Heads are ! They can build a nuclear plant, but can't pour piss out of a boot ! Say ! If your not busy and want to make a couple of bucks. Why don't you escort me ? "
Local Yocal was honest, " I'm the only officer on duty and have to relief my dispatcher pretty soon. Tell you what ! Why don't you wait here and I'll be back in about an hour. "
So, Local Yocal peeled off in a hurry and left me to myself. Yep, as soon as he disappeared, I put the beast in sneak and beat feet. In my mind's eye I could see the headlines, " Nuclear Plant Coming to Two Cows ! " What a deal, as Life Goes On.
Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.
As Life goes on sure sounds like someone is headed back to the pokey. Only this time he could be in for a long strech, and Bubba is ah waitting for fresh meat... ROFLMAO... and that local isn't going to be happy, I can see the Headlines now some smart a-- reporter. Hummm any way keep up the good work even with out the girly rag story line. LMAO Thank you for the diversion. Still thinkin you should find a publisher...
lilillill Sarcasm... it's not just for breakfast
- Nov 7, 2007
Hmm... I'm getting the feeling that Snazzy is typin' out this story while he's out on bond for fuel smuggling.
Bookerz Bobtail Member
- Jun 22, 2008
On page 22 reading like a fiend to catch-up. Luv the story telling style you have Snazzy. Thank you much for sharing. Now back to page 22 so I don't spoil it for me.
Ah, the ol' "If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, then baffle
them with a load of B.S. or in this case-misdirection"...........
WAY TO GO, Snazz
First, a Big Snazzy welcome to Bookerz our newest Snazzer. I see that lilillill is still with us and may have something, about being out on bond. Now Rikdev50 made a good point. The main purpose of Snazzy stories is to divert your attention away from your everyday troubles. So, let your mind wonder and leave your troubles behind, as Life Goes On.
It sounded like a whip cracking, or guitar strings snapping. It took me a few minutes to figure it out. Yep, I glanced out the side mirrors and witnessed my trail of destruction. Gees, I hope those are just phone lines ! Oh well, that's why the world needs linemen. My mind voices began singing, " I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road. Looking in the sun for another overload. I can tell that Barney Goose has been here, all them wires are everywhere. Driving that big crane and snapping all the wires. He doesn't know what he's doing and he'll get his one day. All the linemen will beat him to a pulp. "
The CB interrupted, " Breaker, for the Barn ! Barney, do you copy ? "
I keyed up, " Ray ? What's your 20 ? "
Ray brought her back, " I'm five miles the other side of that chicken coup. Did you make it ? "
I ten foured, " 10-4 on that ! I'm staying down on the feeder road and just cleared Hick City. Well, almost cleared it. Say, you wouldn't know how tall this thing is, do ya ? "
Ray didn't know, " I guess, about 15' foot and a few inches. Are you going to hop back up here, or stay on the low road ? "
I hadn't decided, " I'm not sure ! I mean, it depends on the.... Gees ! No, I going to have to jump back on ! There's a low bridge ahead. Well, not a low bridge ! You know ! A not so tall one ! "
Ray understood, " Your clear to the 151 marker and I'll hold up and wait on you. How'd your Bear affair workout ? "
I snickered, " He's probably spreading rumors and telling lies ! "
Ray got it, " Well, let's try to keep moving and make our cut off before dark. That Greasy Spoon, I told you about is a good place to shut down for the night. "
So, I concurred and kept the pedal to the metal. Yep, once I got use to the beast and learned to rock along with her. You know, it was like trying to drive, while jumping on a trampoline. Another thing that took some getting use to, was the noise and vibrating. Yep, that and the odor of burning oil and heat rising up. Of course, let's not forget she was tall as a building, wide as a house, and heavy as a war ship. But, the thing that really got me, was that baby puke yellow paint. Yep, I can still see it in my dreams. What a deal, as Life Goes On.
Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.
Boo'sdad Bobtail Member
- Aug 10, 2008
Turned 18 went into the Army and they handed me the keys to a big
Tank. My minds telling, "I can't believe there actually trusting me to drive
this thing." The Government, what's the world coming to.Since that time I keep needing to drive, Bigger and badder things. God I love this world!!!!
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