Today? Fired. From a freaking RAILROAD CANNON!!!!

Too much to really relate without wearing out the words "fuck," moron," and "three state killing spree" so I'll hit the lowlights.

• It took over two hours to load. Having to help Juan, late pulls, and mass confusion meant I didn't roll until 0815


• Whereupon I immediately have a flat tire. I've been pointing out the worn front tires in maintenance reports for weeks, but nothing happened. Until now.


• After sitting on Montague Expressway for an hour, and watching an oblivious young Asian woman in a Prius drive over all three of my marker triangles, I was on my happy way.


• Get to my first pick-up, a small metal fab shop, and learn that the order was faxed in last night. This place employs about six people. And we aren't their only client!


• Get to The Vendor In The Corn only to learn that today was the company picnic. I did get one order, since it was boxed and could be picked up. The other three? The forklifts were all locked up already.


• Roll into another vendor only to learn everything I was there to get was back-ordered.


• Get sent across route lines to Union City for the second day in a row. Get there ten minutes before closing.


• Every single weigh station on my route was open.

It wasn't all bad. The day was beautiful, I got to drive Niles Canyon, and spent some time with my time-share dog, but fuck, the morons today made me itch for a three-state killing spree.

Important announcement!

I'm freaking DRUNK!!!!!!