Today I've got two disconnected and inconsequential observations.
On Wednesday I made two deliveries: one to a Lowes store and the other to Builder's Supply in Omaha, one of Omaha's largest lumber retailers. It took a couple of hours to get unloaded at the Lowe's store, primarily because the forklift driver was inexperienced. He had to line everything up perfectly and move slow. He finally got the job done. The forklift driver at Builder's Supply, on the other hand, was screaming (as were the other dozen or so that were also busy loading and unloading this and that). He had unloaded so many trucks that he didn't have to think twice. He was unloading 16' siding--a tricky proposition--and had me finished in less than a half hour. When I was in high school I drove a forklift at my job. I unloaded a truck maybe once a week. I fell into the really slow category. I really appreciate a good forklift driver now.
The truck stop I stop at most frequently is Wings in Avoca, Iowa--It's the first truck accessible food from Ft Dodge driving south. Yesterday the service was terrrible. The two waitresses were high school kids from Avoca. Right after I ordered, Mike came in. Over the course of the meal I learned that Mike was a wrestling star. The two waitresses really fawned over him, ignoring the customers in the process. Sort of makes me miss the surly truck stop waitresses I've come to love.
1 "General" post on 2/9/2006
Of Sports Jocks and Forklift Drivers
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Posted on Thu, Feb 09 2006 @ 1:45 PM [CST]
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