I have to go across a bridge almost every night, and about every 3rd night, some idiot pulls into the only EZ-PASS lane open (out of the 12 available), and they do not have Ez-Pass.
So, traffic builds up as more and more vehicles get in line waiting for the idiot to get cleared of the toll gate.
And after the 3rd time, I began to curse out these idiots, and the Morons who decided to only have ONE EZ Pass lane open all night long, and etc.
This delay would add about 10 minutes to my night, so yeah, I get annoyed. I don't have 10 minutes to kill on my way to the warehouse. I usually get loaded, close up the doors and roll up the highway all in one hectic minute. If I don't arrive 45 minutes early, the loading dock doors are all filled and I have to wait another 2 hours for an opening.
Okay, so that's SOME of the background info for this tale...
Two nights ago, the Farmer had FOUR tractor trailer loads going out, (on top of 8 fully loaded Box trucks) which is the absolute maximum they can handle.
I picked my usual run, but there were two NY City trailer loads going out also. My Boss took one, and gave it to a new driver, and the Farmer had her driver take the other NY City delivery.
We ALL got loaded late. I was first to arrive, in the stupidly long Peterbuilt truck, so 30 minutes AFTER I got the truck backed into the dock, the farmer asked me if I could take that got-dang long truck and trailer up the road to another warehouse dock and get some tomatoes. That other dock is REALLY hard to back into with a normal truck and trailer, so I actually ran over some of her tomato plants growing in a field alongside the dock when I was backing in. (Oops!)
I had no room to swing it, so Tomato plants be damned.
Then they loaded my trailer up with some of my delivery, and a bunch more for the little trucks..
And I drove back to the other farm warehouse. BUT now, the place was packed with trucks. The prima Donna driver from my company was there, he took the nice easy spot to back into and was doing paperwork. And I had to back that fucking Peterbuilt into a very tight space.
The farmer asked me if I wanted her to move any of the trucks..I said "Nawww, I'm a "professional" truck driver. I even got ME a legal CDL license and everything!" (This was a smart ASS remark, because she got a ticket 3 weeks ago for driving a trailer with out having the CDL trailer endorsement.)
So, it took me like 6 tries, but I squeezed it in. YAY. Nobody died.
Then she said, We just gotta take off the other tomatoes, and then we will load you right up.
I said "COOL!"
As the last two pallets (of four) were going on, she said..Ut OH! We fucked up. The last two pallets are not done yet. They will be another 2 hours.
I said "REALLY??? UGGGHHH!"
So I took her Mazda Miata home and slept for 90 minutes.
I returned at 11:30 PM. They were JUST putting the last pallet on my truck.
So, I started to pull out and the Prima Donna driver, who I no longer speak too, ever, unless HE has a problem. (Then I say, Sure, I'll give you directions, or explain how to proceed. But if I call HIM UP, he never answers, and he never returns messages for days. And he just ignores me when I say HELLO, so now I just ignore him too. I'm like, Ahhh whatever. I have no need for attitude in my life.)
So this guy is screaming at the top of his lungs at me as I pull out, and I have to close my doors still. So I stop close enough that I can hear him, but he can't get out of his truck to talk to me..So I ignore him.
And he keeps screaming. So I take a deep breath and walk over to his truck, which is running, and loud.
"WHY ARE YOU LOADED BEFORE ME!?"
"Oh, that. I was actually here 90 before you arrived, but I was sent up the road to the other farm dock. If you had gotten off your ass and looked in my trailer, you would have seen it was already half loaded."
(Now, he has tried to steal these loads from me before, he wants to take ANY loads that are easy, and he cries if I get any work that he thinks he should have.)
So he asked me, "Is it always this crazy here?"
I said "Tonight is unusually crazy, but yeah, most nights, it's all fucked up like this." (I lied.)
Anywho, I walked away and told the farmer what I said to him. The farmer went over to see what he was still screaming about. She said the exact same thing I did. (She don't like that guy either.)
Now, back to Karma.
Around 1 PM yesterday, after the crazy night, I called the farmer to see if she needed a driver tonight.
I said "Hello."
She replied. "Where's MY TRUCK!?"
I said "What??"
She said "Where... is... MY... FUCKING.... TRUCK?!?"
I said "What truck are you talking about?"
"MY FUCKING TRACTOR TRAILER!!! WHERE THE FUCK IS IT!??"
I said "How the hell should I know? YOU sent it off to NY City, YOUR own driver was behind the wheel. I was LONG gone before he left, so I have NO clue who is driving it. Give him a call, figure it this shit out!"
She got all quiet.
Then I spoke again: "Meanwhile, to change the subject, Do ya need a driver tonight??"
"OH FUCK YEAH I DO. I need someone GOOD! I can't deal with all this crap!"
"Alrighty then. Call me back when you're in your happy place. Later!"
So, that all explained. I arrived at a deserted farm last night. Not a soul in sight. I jumped into the "missing truck". (Apparently, it came back!)
I had no details of why it went missing, and I didn't care.
As long as it was fully fueled, and I had paperwork, and the tires and lights were good. I was happy.
I loaded up the little dog to take with me, and Off I went.
And just as I was pulling into the EZ Pass lane, rolling up to the gate, I noticed the EZ-PASS was missing off the windshield.
"FUCK!! Fuckity Fuck Fuck.. FUCK!!"
OMG!! Suddenly, "I'M" one of those IDIOTS I always curse out!!
(My guess is, who ever went to NY City the night before did NOT lock the tractor up when they went to unload. And then the Animals of NY City stole the EZ-PASS. Hell, just one trip across the George Washington Bridge can be as much as 110 bucks..and the Inner City tolls are 80 bucks each way.)
Anyways, I always have cash on hand for just such an emergency, and it still took the toll taker 10 minutes to arrive, ring me up, give me change and hand write a receipt.
So now, I totally understand why it takes so fucking long when someone does not have Ez Pass.
Thanks Karma, for explaining it to me in great detail...I'll be a little more patient the next time it happens.