My new, final resting place

I hope they do more, though their Denny's franchises are pretty successful. And the staff of the last Huddle I went to in North Dakota needs to head back to Customer Service 101. It was abysmal.

 

And here is the thing that works against my having good pay weeks:

As you know from reading, I'm under a lumber load headed for Tennessee. I got the load late Friday and scaled this morning, only to find I'm 800 pounds overweight on the trailer axle. The shipper doesn't work the weekend, so instead of making miles, I'm sitting at the TA - and paying for it, by the way - waiting for them to adjust the load on Monday. Because of the delay, I won't be able to scan this load Monday to get paid for it next week.

This seems to happen more than it should and will impact what my future looks like.

 

The one good thing is that I'm working on overcoming my intense dislike of idling. I've just plain decided not to suffer any more than I do.

 

Random, non-truck thought:

Sitting here listening to early '60's music surfaces pleasant memories...and names like Janelle Howard, Barbara Hill, Becky, Carol Bell.

Days of young love crushes and no-pressure contacts.

 

I checked. The only problem is Virginia and they have all the bases covered, no matter which reasonable way I would go.

 

If I go too far out of the route solution, I get charged for the fuel. It's moot now; I'm not going anywhere until they readjust the lumber.