First drop was 4 packs of concrete blocks to a house having an extension built. These are the type used to fill inbetween concrete beams to create a floor.
The builder asked me when the beams were turning up but these are usually delivered direct by a contract haulier, half way through unloading another lorry turns up with the beams.
I sort of half watched as the driver turned round at the bottom then parked up just behind me, before I’d finished he’s hopped out of the cab & we’re having a bit of 2 way banter as fellow drivers do !
He’s an extreme stutterer. All “F F F F’s” & “B B B B’s” but we managed to share a little of the light hearted ‘camaraderie’ that is common in the building trade.
Please don’t get me wrong, I have absolutely NO problem with folk with speech problems. In fact I’m impressed that he had the balls to not only join in the banter but actually instigate it !
No one took the Pi$$.
As I’m climbing in my truck to pull off & make way for him I just happened to notice that he had a number plate type name sign in the windscreen, just like mine.
His name is “J J J John”.
So, if anyone knows “J J J John” who delivers concrete beams, please tell him from me that he’s a top bloke & he can come work with our shower anytime. I think we’d get on.
