Why is it that just because you're a weekend dispatch/load planner, you automatically lose 50% of your IQ?
I'm due home on Monday the 22nd. No big deal, or so I thought. On Friday (maybe it was Thursday - who knows), I was given a couple of preplans to run after I delivered my load in Louisville, KY. The first one was a short run - take a load from our yard in Louisville to the Walton, KY area. After that, run to Versailles, KY for a load going to Laredo that delivers on Monday the 22nd. Wait, thought I was supposed to be home that day... So, I call in and they arrange it so I drop the load at our yard in West Memphis today (well, it was scheduled to be here last night, but couldn't legally do it, so it got here @ 5am).
Before leaving out of Paducah, KY this morning @ 1am for the final leg to West Memphis, I called into my dispatch and asked what it looked like for a load out of W Memphis to head me for home. He said that there was plenty of loads sitting there and they'd start working on a preplan. Well, when I pulled in at 5am, guess what? Still no preplan. While I was turning in my paperwork, I saw paperwork for another load sitting here in the yard that goes to Walton, KY. Perfect, right? Guess not. I called in and mentioned the load to dispatch. They punched it up and said they couldn't put me on that load because it doesn't deliver until Thursday. I explain that I would have to go through Louisville anyway and could drop it there. Nope.
So, now it's been 5 1/2hrs of watching my 14hr clock drop and there's still nothing, even though I've seen a crapload of our trucks come/go with trailers.
Arghhhh - I can handle a bunch of BS out here on the road, but don't mess with my damn hometime...




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