What was the most beneficial piece of advice you received?

Other than age, what qualifications must I meet to become a member of this prestigious club?
55 yo, first truck I drove was a 1966 Jimmy, 6-71 Detroit (238 large horses!)

I recently posted elsewhere in the "scariest moment" thread, my ordeal of falling asleep at the wheel; that convinced me to slow down. About a year and 6 mos ago, while switching from grain hauling, to chemical, I purchased some chemical hauling related stuff from an older fellow who had recently retired. He had suffered a stroke, resulting in partial paralysis; he could speak, but it was very hard to understand him.
While visiting him, he questioned me as to whom I was going to lease on with. After telling him, he shook his head saying I was going to have "trouble making it", saying that I should go with the company he had been with, saying "they let you run till you dropped, THAT is where a fellow could make money". He went on to tell me about them 1000 mi days, no rest, driving through a state, and not remembering it, etc.

While trying to understand him as he was telling his stories, and looking at him move around partially paralyzed, I remembered back on some of my experiences, and decided I would try my best to "work smarter, not harder". This is not to start another debate; I just happen to feel life is too short for some stuff.

Darn, forgot the advice I was given;
One time, many moons ago, while attempting to leave a family friends trucking office, I purchased a Coke from his machine on the way out. (this was one of the "nickel deposit required" bottles). The owner stopped me as I was climbing into my truck, and wanted his nickel. I laughed, as he was a pretty wealthy fellow. He then told me that it wasn't the large dollars that would bring you down, but the nickel and dimes.

 

Beings I AM old, and also FEEL old, perhaps I am overqualified?

 

Darn, forgot the advice I was given;
One time, many moons ago, while attempting to leave a family friends trucking office, I purchased a Coke from his machine on the way out. (this was one of the "nickel deposit required" bottles). The owner stopped me as I was climbing into my truck, and wanted his nickel. I laughed, as he was a pretty wealthy fellow. He then told me that it wasn't the large dollars that would bring you down, but the nickel and dimes.[/quote]


#### good advice.

I had an older gentleman tell me, "The best money you can spend is the money you save."

"Keep the left door close, and stay out of the truck stop"

 

If I put pressure on the seat to the side, like leaning over too far my air will come out. Once it was low and I went over some rough tracks. The seat smacked down so hard I felt violated, jolted through my bones. Literally it made me nauseous. No way I can keep it that low any more.

 

at that point its better to just keep it on the floor.it's the slaming down part that hurts when you have just a little air in it.

a low ride seat sits almost on the floor so you can air it way up and still be sitting low. The pete seats sit high even with no air

 

Oh yeah? Well i did 1350 miles 3 days ago and kicked this guys arse in big springs, NE, no kidding either.

 

Were you able to do the arse kicking while rolling, or did he mess up your hi speed average? LOL