Tell me that I am having fun

Here I was just motoring down the interstate in the great state of Missouri heading for the bustling metropolis of Houston, TX when I received a qual-comm message. Aha says I they have sent me my reload after I get unloaded. I grabbed my qual-comm and scrolled down to find out they wanted me to load in San Antonio with a load of cabinets and guess where they wanted me to take them? Nah, you won't guess.

The first stop is on the southwest side of New Orleans, the second stop is on the southcentral part of New Orleans and the third stop is in Gulfport, MS. To say I was stunned is an understatement. I called them up and they said we will have customer service check this out, this doesn't overly thrill me. Our customer service is several young women that have never driven a truck, probably haven't been out of Indianapolis but very little and don't know about what we go through.

I get a message back saying that customer service had called and said they would be ready to receive Thursday. Now I am wondering about this so I got one of the phone numbers and called the store. I let the phone ring 20 times on three separate calls and voila no one answers. Now who did they call and get an answer so quickly? They probably called the corporate offices in Atlanta that had another group of young ladies that probably haven't ever been out of Atlanta in their lives. These two groups of young women decided that whatever I wanted to do that I needed to drive over flooded highways, through fallen trees, over bridges crossing the Mississippi twice to get these cabinets delivered.

If I were a betting man, I would bet that the people these cabinets are going to are not thinking of cabinets right now. I am sure they have other priorities at this time. Needless to say my temperature rose rather rapidly and I was muttering bad things and incantations to myself. A couple of times I kind of got a little loud here in the cab. I picked up the phone and got my DM on the line boy did he get an earful. Finally he said calm down. He explained that what they wanted to do was get the load out of Texas and if I couldn't deliver them we would drop them someplace so that I could pick up another load. All this after I told them that I didn't want to go to the Gulf Coast right now.

Humph, I am still grumbling and fussing to mayself and anyone that will sit still long enough to hear me. You can't put the word "fair" anywhere around this situation. I told them that if they would pay me a hazardous duty premium I would think about it and that premium would start at $2000 depending on the situation. That's over and above what the regular load pay would be. They didn't seem to think highly of that suggestion as if I really care.

Still grumbling I will say vaya con Dios, mis amigos. Hasta luego.

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