I am happy to talk to anyone about near enough anything.
I often go to RDC’s but I self tip/load my flts so no need to frequent those dens of banter and joviality known as “the waiting room”. 
I did have a nice chat to a chap in Brit European in Crewe the other evening about holiday lodges before he tootled off to Holland 
the maoster:
Tbf I’ve met a few decent guys I’d happily have a pint with when I’ve been in various RDC’s. I’ve also met fruitcakes so who quite frankly make me cringe with embarrassment when they speak to me. It’s a bit like walking alone into a pub, you quickly spot the swivel eyed lunatic, the guy desperate to make eye contact as an excuse to speak, and the pacer, you know, the guy who’s pacing up and down 'cos he’s been there eleven minutes already and still has sooooo much to do that day. The trick is differentiating between them. If all else fails I usually fall back on the “no speek Eenglish” and hopefully the guy isn’t an ex SAS linguist keen to use his language skills.
We haven’t met! 
Yet… 
midlifetrucker:
I enjoy them. They are a great example of the melting pot of humanity. Last one I was in two drivers were discussing growing up in the same area. Conversation went something like " you must know xxxxx". “No, you must know xxxxx” “no…” This went on for about ten minutes like a two ronnies sketch. The hatch opens and a loader in full freezer outfit tells a foreign driver a pallet has gone over and does he want to restack it or them , they will charge his firm. The driver had absolutely no idea what he said. So loader said it louder. Another driver is talking about how he served in Northern island and had how they were ambushed blah blah, tjinkni heard his name, Jason Bourne. Then to cap it all someone put money in the drinks machine the cup didn’t appear and the drink just flowed into the tray.Priceless . You couldn’t make it up.
I’ll happily have a pint with you Evil. You’re daft as a brush, a trait I admire immensely in a person.m
Driver-Once-More:
Having delivered to quite a few prisons, you are usually in and out very quickly and the only problems I had was to stop the scrotes trying to blag my ■■■■
I find that surprising as your meant to leave tobacco with all your other stuff at the gatehouse
^^^ Brixton, The Wolds, Everthorpe, Broadmoor, Foston Hall, etc, no, you keep all your stuff with you but you have to lock the cab
You could write a office style fly on the wall comedy series set in a rdc waiting room
kr79:
You could write a office style fly on the wall comedy series set in a rdc waiting room
It wouldn’t be broadcastable.
Iv lost my rag with a few blokes in rdc waiting rooms,if a bloke wants to chat then I will chat but I won’t listen to complete bull shine…
It’s rare I have to use them now only tesco once in a while and I take a book or I pad in and Hope I don’t bump in to that ex paratrooper millionaire who doesn’t need to work but does to keep him busy type of idiot
i have noticed lately some blokes seem a bit bored when i tell them the story about when i ran out of hours ,refused to move and had to take my 11 hour break on the bay that had to be coned off by the police
I do not understand all this grief that most drivers have with RDC’s, I am retired now but for the last 5 years of my working life I did pallet network deliveries and never really had a problem. Arrive at the booked in time (+ or - 15 minutes), tell the GI person that they had 30 minutes to take off my 1 or 2 pallets or I pull out and they would have to collect them from my depot. I only had to pull out once and after that I was always tipped in under 30 minutes
Worst rdc I encountered was the box room at sainsbury East Kilbride. A small stuffy room with an alarmingly close proximity to the toilet. If you were sat in there and a 20 stone trucker waddled in, it was time to evacuate. Generally if the smell of his dung didn’t get you, then his bo would.
Add to this a telly with no remote control and faulty buttons meaning changing channel or volume was dam near impassible.
There was also the musical chair element. Not enough of the dodgy broken chairs to go round the amount of drivers on the bays. This resulted in the last driver in standing next to you with his ■■■■■ worryingly close to your face.
Not exactly RDC experience but I once delivered food to a secure mental ward years ago. I got in no problem but because I didn’t have ID they wouldn’t let me out! They had to make some calls to verify who I was
Your RDC waiting room stories reminded me of this for some reason.