Thousand Mile Week.
Mar. 21st, 2009 07:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gridloreHit the milestone yesterday. For each of the five days of the work week I drove at least 200 miles. Most of them went well over, so it was probably closer to a 1200 mile week.
Yeah, I'm a Metallica song right now.
But yesterday took the cake. At the start, it seemed a fairly easy run. A couple of stops in Concord and Walnut Creek, up to Pittsburg, and then back to Milpitas to cover the stuff I couldn't get to earlier. I wasn't even phased when I got an order added that specified "after 1000AM only" because it would be easy to make it work. But then things started going downhill.
At first, it was just two pick ups in Livermore. That was no problem. Then I get called to cover two pick-ups on the East Bay route. Again, no biggie, since it is a pretty light day. I rock along, doing my Livermore pick-ups, and get called. They need me to go to Benicia for an emergency transfer. The two East Bay stops get taken off, and off I haul, right back up 680. I drove this stretch of highway four times yesterday.
Make it up to our Benicia warehouse for this amazingly important transfer... and no one there was told I was coming. The order hasn't been pulled. I end up waiting for an hour, and getting violently ill from some fumes (probably paint and thinner; it got a few other people besides me), before heading back south. Get to my add stop in Fremont, and throw up again. Finally, finally get back in, and too my amazement the day has only lasted about eight hours. Illness, discomfort, and constantly changing orders only made it seem like it lasted forever.
There were two incidents that merited a![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
customers_suck post.
Despite a bad Friday, the week went well. The new scheme of loading trucks the night before is working with minimal mistakes, and somebody up the chain of command shook something, because management is now listening to us. We may take Milpitas off my route for a week and handle my few stops there as second run fodder.
Yeah, I'm a Metallica song right now.
But yesterday took the cake. At the start, it seemed a fairly easy run. A couple of stops in Concord and Walnut Creek, up to Pittsburg, and then back to Milpitas to cover the stuff I couldn't get to earlier. I wasn't even phased when I got an order added that specified "after 1000AM only" because it would be easy to make it work. But then things started going downhill.
At first, it was just two pick ups in Livermore. That was no problem. Then I get called to cover two pick-ups on the East Bay route. Again, no biggie, since it is a pretty light day. I rock along, doing my Livermore pick-ups, and get called. They need me to go to Benicia for an emergency transfer. The two East Bay stops get taken off, and off I haul, right back up 680. I drove this stretch of highway four times yesterday.
Make it up to our Benicia warehouse for this amazingly important transfer... and no one there was told I was coming. The order hasn't been pulled. I end up waiting for an hour, and getting violently ill from some fumes (probably paint and thinner; it got a few other people besides me), before heading back south. Get to my add stop in Fremont, and throw up again. Finally, finally get back in, and too my amazement the day has only lasted about eight hours. Illness, discomfort, and constantly changing orders only made it seem like it lasted forever.
There were two incidents that merited a
customers_suck post.Despite a bad Friday, the week went well. The new scheme of loading trucks the night before is working with minimal mistakes, and somebody up the chain of command shook something, because management is now listening to us. We may take Milpitas off my route for a week and handle my few stops there as second run fodder.
