right first things first, apoligies if this goes on a while but i need to vent as my mrs is working the night shift,
its a long story of my day and if any wannabe is reading this and feels detered from driving, DONT, everyone has bad days, just my bad day was my first.
right, the guy at the agency / company (they do both dont you know) did exactly as promised and got me some class 2 work within 2 days, bonus, so i turned up at 7am as requested to hear “right drive were not loaded yet, be about half hour, make your self a drink” NICE,
i looked inside the kettle and settled with a cold bottle of coke,
chatting away and he asked me for my mobile number to contact me through the day, * check pockets* ■■■■, make excuses and rush back home, not there either, phone it on my girlfriends phone “hello tesco garage redditch” thank god for that, so i go collect it from the forecourt were i dropped it and return to depot
9am still waiting, and its snowing, AGAIN. (we have had 12 inches fri-sat, and a further 3 on thursday)
by 9:10 the vehicle is released to me, a quick tutorial on how the tail lift works, (its ■■■■■■ and needs a kick on the bed every now and then) borrow a tacho disc off someone as i hadnt anticipated needing to buy them. and off i go
first impressions are not good , ive had a bad start to the day, and now im looking in the cab of a RENAULT 22 that looks like a teenagers bedroom, half the dash is hanging off and its a 6 speed, no splitter no range, straight simple 6er. oh well, the vehicle defect book is an entertaining read and i have a few to report myself, but anyway,
get off too a good start in total i have 13 drops, 18 pallets.shouldnt be too hard. HA
second drop i cant find for love nor money, approach from one side of town “low bridge 12” 4" im 13" 2. BALLS, so i approach from the total opposite side of town which im told accesses the estate and diverts the bridge and suprise suprise, its showing the other side now, AND i am so far out in the sticks i have no signal on my nearly lost phone.
at this point i think ■■■■ it and move on to the next, about 12 mile out my phone gets signal and i get the TM whinging (very politelly mind) that the client has been on the phone and cant wait much longer, he gives me some revised directions, which were head back were you first tried, ignore the low bridge sign , the estate is literally 200 yards before the bridge, okily dokily
so off i go and 100 yards from the bridge, no FRICKING estate,. and no way out, now im very sorry but its my first day and now im worried, no idiot behind or in front cares and its a total free for all,. so i have to hit reverse and be pushy, i manage until i see a suitable lane to duck into in reverse. unfortunatelly i clipped a small decorative wall, and the elderly lady was NOT happy , she wanted my details, NOW , before i move this truck off the road, and freeing all the back logged traffic, i calmy told her to move to one side let me pull in and i will talk to her.
i eventually got in without knocking any more off and run over to her with my details, she is sobbing, “i shouldnt be out here with a broken arm , its too cold, what do i do” i calm her down and reassure her that i am very sorry and it was a total accident, and i gave her my number with an offer of payment . but for now i REALLY have to get going, im 4 hours in with 1 drop done and im stuck half way up a country lane with no idea were i am.
are you still with me, good, it gets better trust me
i eventually find this place 3 mile down an un named country lane, single track , hump back bridges the lot, god hates me today,. as im reversing into the “industrial estate” i.e a farm, i see the customer in the window, i give him the wave of the delivery notes and he motions me further down the drive.
as he comes out hes tutting and saying “ere sunny, i wouldnt of done that if i were` you, the tarmac only runs 2 metres on the entrance”
GREAT. the snow had disquised what i now know to be a slurry covered track not suitable for man nor beast. THANKYOU FOR WARNING ME IDIOT!
needless to say i was stuck , and stuck pinned against a fence of which i havent seen since reviewing the footage of the barbed wire front lined somme.
whack my tacho onto break and have a tab and a breakdown. after a little while the tractor and 2 fork lifts had dragged and pushed me sideways on the snow, and after 2 more spin outs, im on my way again, the gaffer has just phoned aswell., dont you just hate it when they dont shout or whinge, its like your parents when there “dissapointed!”
the rest of the run was fairly routine, snowwed in yards, smoking onlookers tutting offering SOUND advice for someone who turns buttons 12 hours a day. one such example “wont your tail lift lift you out?” NO MATE
come drop 9 out of 13 it starts snowing locally and im running out of hours so i run back to depot . on the motorway i noticed that the limiter didnt hold me back at the 53 mph that the tag suggests, so thats another thing to keep an eye on. get back eject my tacho disc and theres nothing on it. JESUS H CHRIST what else…i have no explanation for this as all the modes functioned normally just no marks on the disc. so now i have to fill in my ■■■■ heap day on the back,
once i got in to the depot i appoligised for not completeing the runs and i dont get bawled at, he sounds ■■■■■■ off but his not showing it, maybe its a polite way of him saying, god your ■■■■,. but then he goes on too explain how another driver is 60 miles out. 2 hours over time and 4ft deep in snow.
maybe i am the least of his worries right now!!
to sumarise, sorry for the excessive use of commas and very bad grammar etc its just my style. and any advice criticisms etc is very very welcome, please¬!