What if it Snows?

Currently on hold as I drive. They wanted me to make tracks to the yard to T-call this load, but no one can tell me if I have another plan set. So I’ll legally get there as quick as I can then sit till Sunday.

Just tell me “I don’t know if you have a plan. Stop some place nice and have a good meal and a shower at a nice truck stop well before LA and when we call you at 2pm tomorrow and wake you from a nap we can let you know that you’re picking up a 7am Sunday.”

Wanna bet I’m right on Sunday? You O/O’s may have forgotten the joys of a company driver if you were ever one.

 

Very familiar with the book. Another one I like a bit better is “The Goal”

 

I am going to take a moment and ask......

What is the motivation for dispatch to keep you moving through the weekend?

You are most likely in the realm of the after hours/crisis management group at this point. Since you are not typically an imminent crisis you are not on their radar or even their top 100 list. Their boss probably does not care as long as the load gets to the yard before Monday so he can hand it (and you) off to somebody else. Main point is, at this time, you are not his problem. And they have better things to spend work time on than giving you a strait answer.

If you drive less hours on the weekend then regular dispatch does not have to manage your 70 as much during the week. Yep your pay check may not be as plump as you would prefer, But that is not their problem.

You see where this is headed right?

Former member @flyingmusician used to say "Got to manage them before they manage you"

 

I'm taking a 10 and contemplating taking a 34 in Flagstaff at Little America. Temperatures will be in the 50's at night and low 80's tomorrow afternoon. I can't deliver in Amarillo until first thing Monday morning. LA has the best ###### showers of any truck stop, a laundry, leather couches in the driver's lounge...I guess it's a 34 in Flagstaff for me.

I drove from Long Beach to Flagstaff today. My ambient air temperature gauge started showing 100°F+ about 100 miles east of Barstow. By the time I rolled through Lake Havasu it was 117°F.

I must have passed over two dozen trucks with blown tires on the side of the road. Alligators everywhere. A gold Peterbilt 587 that blew past me going well over 70 mph in California was sitting on the side of the freeway with triangles out about mms 20 in AZ. His passenger side steer tire had blown. Hood open. A big hole where his left headlight assembly and steer tire cover used to be. Debris all over both lane. Rim mangled down to nothing.

But "HEY! It's over 100°F and I'm running 75 mph with 80K in the box. What could POSSIBLY go wrong???"

 

And all that crap they spray across the road is just waiting for you.

 

Let us spray...

...said the skunk.

 

That sounds like you’re killing my bees.
We need the bees.

 

A cicada? Then again when I visited Williamsburgh Virginia they had bumble bees that were the size of pigeons!!