That’s me this week.
My motor off road,.I say ‘my’ motor, these ■■■■ trampers think the truck belongs to them…(See? It’s rubbing off on to me already.
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Refused to sleep in another driver’s motor.
Tbh I was even going to stop off until it was fixed, but rank was pulled on me to go on days for rest of week.
So…
First stipulation
. A motor that was not some sort of mobile kin health hazard. Sorted.
No 15 hour days .Sorted.
No 9 hours off between going home, tea,.shower, sleep.and run back in.
Sorted.
Did an Aldi self tip on Wed, that was ■■■■ hard work big heavy pallets jammed in on a wet no traction trailer floor.
Tesco Liv Thurs…I see it is no longer deemed safe to sit in cab any longer since Covid, but highly dangerous now miraculously, so back to sitting in a crowded pen listening to drivercrap…(nah ■■■■ that,.I sneaked back to my bunk…)
Today…waiting for a trailer to come in, off the guy who has done my usual run, looks like he’s raced around it like there was no tomorrow, basically ■■■■ ing it up by shaving about 2 to 3 hours off it. (and consequently getting paid 2 to 3 hours less .)
Don’t you just love drivers eh?
Pork and education…
Anyhoo my point is it’s a lot harder than tramping, you have this mindset to get back in time asap to go home , then a commute back home, (feeling like the day is totally ■■■■ ed for doing anything), to bed and a commute back…
Luckily my excellent and lovely Mrs gets up with me in mornings making me a coffee,.and doing my packed sarnies every morning,.as she has done for years.
Give me my ‘sleeping tin box’ as you day men say, back anytime,.can’t hack this day man cack, not as relaxed as tramping.
Back to normality next week. hopefully.