You wanna watch that Gunga Din routine,Bert. I could go hours between stops. Went driving a limo around London used to keep truckin all day. Ended up in A+E with kidney failure,they pumped two&half litres of fluid outa me. The prostate had got blocked & nearly killed me.
peirre:
When the average truck driver resembles Humpty Dumpty rather than an Adonis.
The ladies shouldn’t have anything to fear
She’s kicked off again in a closed-door chat saying she’ll be ‘…coming out with me…’ on such & such run for her training and ‘…how do I feel about it…?’
Staying content is when I’m left alone so I replied ‘I rather you didn’t’ with displeasure at not having that respected from umpteen weeks ago 
I reflected upon the Transport Training Team being incapable or un-managed to competently and professionally analysing to satisfy the Transport Training Needs within the company’s cadre of ex-clerk, sprog Transport “Managers” 
FFS - with a car park full of Fancy-Dan exec’ manager motors, what are managers ‘managing’ if it isn’t the professional development of junior managers 
I hate office-wallahs hypocritically twisting the system to overcome systemic failures that daily results in abuse of drivers within obviously retarded systems that are clearly unable to sort her properly - when their corporate bullshine posters lie about promoting Professional Development 
Seeing this:
harry:
‘…You sound dangerously close to becoming management material…’
Reminds me of “if you can’t do it - manage it” when I’d rather stick northbound wasps up my southbound passage 
Time to do a run where you run out of time 50 miles from the yard and when she says “what do we do now” you reply “well I’m off to bed…”
She’s obviously choking for it Keith, and has some kind of fetish about talking dirty about the eu, I reckon you da man! 
So its a definite maybe?
harry:
‘…So its a definite maybe…?’:
No, it’s a defo ‘nichts’ - tho I helpfully dobbed a mate who’d “be pleased to assist, I’m sure”
