Yeah we did and then some, now as far as receiving any mail I have not seen "HIDE, NOR HAIR" of any e-mail from you...Hmmm I wonder if the powers that be absconded with above mentioned pieces of correspondence.

I must delve further into this travisty... Ah yes Watson the "Game" is afoot as it where!!!!

 

Wow it's time for a new tale from the dark side!!!


Are you sure you checked the trailer???



Back during the beer hauling days the boss had purchased a few roller bed trailers to pull the pallets of empty cans and bottles to the breweries in the Tri-State area. Really not a bad concept, the rollers where hydraulic plus, there was a metal bar connected to two cables these bars where used to push the pallets out. Made unloading a real breeze when everything went right but as all who have been running the highways for a few years will attest to everything does not always go right, or well for that matter!

Pabst Brewery, East Orange, NJ early 1980?s;
Unloading was usually done at one end of the plant and loading at the other, notice I did say usually. Three of the boss?s trucks where lined up to unload. The first truck was backed in at 0900 after waiting for 3 hours. Unloading normally took about 20 minutes, which I will say was pretty damn fast for a brewery. With the first truck unloaded it was my turn to back in only to wait while the crew went on break. The driver of the third truck was getting rather impatient and complained to me and the other driver that ?He had better things to do than wait to get unloaded!?
We couldn?t explain to him that he was getting paid for all the detention time. I told him I didn?t care if I waited there all day, the scenery, of the female persuasion, was great. Nothing we said mattered.

With break time over I hooked the cables to the reels on the dock and let the man with the controls do his thing. All was well until the loading foreman came running up to me and asked if we could take two loads of ?Blue Ribbon? to Delaware. I asked him if people in Delaware actually drank that Bear piss. He was not very amused, nor was he going to dignify the question with any kind of profanity. I told him I?d call the boss however, I already knew what the answer would be. I went to find the first driver and as luck would have it he had departed for greener pastures. I knew the third driver was not going to be happy but so it goes in the day in the life of a professional steering wheel holder. As I surmised he was not happy.

The loading took no time at all I pulled back onto the street and helped guide driver # 3 into the dock. He stormed out of the cab hooked the required pieces up and started unloading. He bitched and complained the whole time. All I kept telling him was it was going to be a $200 day. It didn?t make him any more pleasant to be with. I finally gave up talking to him and wandered over to the coffee wagon, bought a Coke, and waited by my truck.

The third truck was finally finished being loaded, I walked over to the driver to remind him to check his trailer before he pulled out. I was told in no uncertain terms ?He had it under control!!?
I walked back towards my truck when I heard a loud BOOM, a lot of breaking glass and a long stream of words that would make a Marine blush. I turned back to see a river of beer flowing from the warehouse door. ?What the f*** happened???? I asked the foreman as he stormed by me in a state of hysteria.
?Your boy just bought a load of beer!!!? was his response everything else was mixed into a blur of profanity.
The driver came running out of the door waving his arms and yelling something about me helping him with his ?slight? problem.
He had a problem alright, he forgot to unhook the cables from the reels and when he tried to pull away from the dock the cables yanked the load bar and pulled 22 pallets of beer onto the ground, not to mention the rollers were still in the up position.
The boss was not very happy having to buy a load of ?NASTY? beer especially when he couldn?t drink any of it, which may not have been a bad thing.
Well the folks in Delaware just had to make do with one load of Pabst, I?m quite sure there wasn?t many in the pubs that weekend were going to complain too much about it!!!

I miss beer hauling!!!

 

I've only goten thru page one and I can't sop laughin. With so many problems accosiated with this industry, this site is great for getting your mind off your problems. Hopefully I'll be able to add to these one day, but in the mean time hope you more experienced drivers keep it up

Thanks :wink:

 

I sure enjoy reading your stories Doc this was to funny.

 

Aww Gee thanks Angel lady ops: ops: I'm blushing here!!!!

 

I've been pointing my brother and my buddies to this site, mainly to read your stories, and they've all reported back to me that they enjoy them immensely, as I do.

This one's my favorite, though.

It's great that you try to explain it, to some extent, for the layman, too, since some of us don't know what you're talking about until you do. In this instance, I can picture cables tugging pallets of beer out of the back of the van really easily, and while I can't visualize what you're talking about with the rollers, exactly, I get a vague enough idea that I can follow it.

At any rate, I just wanted to tell you that I really enjoy reading these things. It's just like a book I'd read on the "john." One that's full of stories that are short enough to not get sores on the backside or elbow dents in the knees.

Have a great one!

 

Last month I went out in the truck with my husband for a few weeks. We had stopped at a truck stop for the night in Idaho. The following morning while my husband was checking the truck before we headed out I went into the truck stop to get some coffee. Now the place we were at was safe and it was also going on 7 in the morning. As I walked in there were two other drivers that were ahead of me that had just fueled their trucks. They held the door open for me and both said good morning and one driver added that it looked like it was going to be a nice day. I said good morning back to both drivers and for them to have safe trips. As I turned to go down the isle this woman rudely says to me, "Mam do you know how much danger you are putting yourself in by talking to these kinds of people?" I politely with a smile on my face replied " Oh goodness I must be in lots of danger then because I happen to be the daughter to another one of those people and also the wife to one too." I also told her politely "Have a nice day and drive safe"

The two drivers that had held the door open for me also replied to her by saying "I guess she told you" The lady stood there in the isle with the dumbest look on her face.

 

Yeah, you did and then some Angel Lady you get a gold star and a cyber "HUG" from the good Doctor! That was a great response to an other wise ignorant human being!!!

 

Stay tuned Cadites.... Doctor Whos' Canadian adventure is coming soon.......

Ah Canada the worst kept secret in the universe...

"You're going to write all this shit for the American truckers to read Eh????"

 

Doctor Who?s Canadien adventure:


As I had mentioned else where I have had occasion to travel into the great land north of New York. I never noticed the arrogance until the last three trips. Back in the ?90s I took a ride to Quebec to unload chemicals, as mentioned in another tale, and had a little run in with a French Canadien driver bragging about how smart he was because he could speak my language. That was all fine and good I told him in French and continued on in German, which totally confused him, and I told him that made me smarter than him ?cause he can?t speak my language. Ah it was so much fun listening to him cuss me in French as I laughed all the way out of the truck stop!!!

Recently I rode with a friend testing my abilities to drive a truck again, again another tale for another time. The Century class Freightliner was set at 62 mph, not an asphalt burner by any stretch of the imagination and we did two, yes two, trips to Toronto. The ride on the US side was not so bad but, all bets were off when we crossed the border at Buffalo. After talking junk to the chick at the border I pulled back onto the QEW (401) and pretty much stayed to the right lane to avoid being run over by the Canadien ?rocket? trucks. All was well when I got to Oakville and then up into Toronto. The same could not be said for the trip back, my friend was driving and he rode the middle lane to get around a slow vehicle and a ?professional? Canadien driver blew past us cursing all the way. I went to say something but, my friend told me not to it happened all the time.
The Canadien had to stop at the border as did we I hobbled out of the truck and asked the guy if his parents were in the same room when he was conceived because I couldn?t believe anyone could be that ignorant!! He mumbled something in French and I responded to him in kind my friend pulled me back to the truck and made me drive across the border just to keep me out of trouble!!!

The next trip up, same week, I got the privilege of driving to Burkes Falls from Oakville on Highway 11, really not a bad highway to drive on, not quite the Trans-Canada but, not bad all the same. I was cruising at 62 when a Canadien trucker came by and flipped me off. I got on the radio and asked what his problem was and he told me that he hated slow assed American drivers and that we should all die? Well can?t fault him for his opinion but, I asked him what made him so sure I was an American and explained to him that since Canada is part of North America he was an ?American? also. That really torqued him out of the frame and he locked his brakes up to slow down trying to agitate me, I told him that it didn?t matter what he did I could overlook his ignorance since it had to be something to do with in breeding.. He went ballistic and cursed me big time all the time I kept laughing. After about 10 minutes of verbal abuse he stopped long enough to let me get the final parting shot, I told him that I hadn?t whipped a Candien?s ass in a long time and that I would let him get the first swing and after I stopped laughing I?d pound his ass into the Canadien soil. He shut up while the other drivers laughed at his expense. The rest of the trip was quiet?

For all concerned the Doctor is not a violent person it is just more fun seeing how far I can push someone with Marxian humour!!! (Groucho that is)