Sometimes, it just happens that way.

I worked ten and a half hours today. It wasn't too busy, and I really didn't need to drive that far, but the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune conspired to slow me down.

In short:

1. As usual for a Monday, it took forever to get me out the door. It was 0815 before I made my first drop.


2. I had drops in residential areas, tight downtown areas, and places far off the freeway.


3. I sat at one site for 30 minutes trying to contact someone from the customer's company. Eventually, the General Contractor offloaded me.


4. Because I know my sites, I actually took lunch knowing that I'd arrive while they were on lunch anyway.


5. At this site, a cement pumper tried to enter the wrong gate and blocked me (and three other drivers) in for close to half an hour


6. Had to wait for an order to be finished at one vendor.


7. 200 miles of driving.

Here's hoping tomorrow makes more sense, and any Conco drivers I encounter can read the freaking signs telling them to use the other gate.