ezra76
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- Feb 5, 2006
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Well, not really. Just the usual for me... I'm Back!! Just in time for Xmas!!
I went on a trip for work (furniture moving) down to Florida and back. We started out with 5 guys, my boss included, to deliver 2 trucks of furniture to NC. So we are out on the Jersey pike and my boss is driving the customer's G35, his nephew in the front of me and I was in the rear. Snow and ice have been coming off the tops of trucks all morning and a huge chunk flies off his, hitting a Dodge pickup going 70 and taking out the windshield. The moron goes up in front, cuts in front of the lead truck and jacks the brakes. I almost hit the nephew and the truck behind me nearly jacknifed and took out the whole highway. After some death threats and lots of swearing we left the guy on the side of the Tpk. with insurance info and his busted up truck... and apparently my boss will have to pay for the windshield.
Later that evening the nephew is still in front and my boss calls him on the phone to take an exit since he is ahead of us. (checking weigh stations since both trucks are 2K over). The nephew takes the wrong one and cuts back into the highway sharply and I swear to you he was "this close" to tipping the f'ing thing over at 60mph. I wasn't trying that manuveur and just took the exit and got back on.
Just up the road we hit a weight station in VA and no way around it, cops everywhere. I get the arrow to the inspection area, not good and I'm crapping in my shorts. This dude comes up to the truck with a beard and an orange vest on, not a VA Statie? He says they are doing a "survey" and asks me questions about my pickup, delivery ect. and "have a good evening". Holy Crap that was lucky. My boss bought us steak dinner after that, lol.
Well it was fairly uneventful, smooth unload in NC, I continued to FL to pickup with "Charlie", the most miserable SOB you ever met. He's like an angry troll, that's about my best description. We took some $hit out of storage in FL that had been there for over 10years. Most of it had been damaged years back when half the roof got peeled off the building during a hurricane.
We got to VA and the guy was really cool. I guess the stuff had belonged to parents and he wasn't 100% sure what was there... good thing because we threw a bunch of crap away. :laugh: He gave us an $80 tip and an extra $150 to throw out a mat, box and a "waterbed". Well the waterbed was easy... we threw that $hit out in FL before we left... little did he know.
We made it up to MD that night and time to sleep before a small dropoff in NJ. I check into a Super 8 and we go into the room. Charlie goes into the bathroom and I hear him saying "what the F***!!" which is not uncommon since he clogs every goddamn toilet he uses. He says "fing roaches everywhere" and sure enough I plop my bag on the bed and roaches come out from behind the headboard... Down the front desk for a refund from these nasty mfer's and on up a few exits to find another place... BTW, for cheap you can't go wrong with "Day's Inn", "Super 8's" are crackhouses.
Last but not least we get to NJ and our directions dump us straight onto a parkway, which we can't go on with the truck. So we find an alternate route, finally get there. Couldn't be easy, could it? This old guy is living with his 2 daughters I guess and what looks like several grandkids that are like late teens maybe early 20's. Anyway, they have no cash for the bill and we have to wait while the lady runs to the bank. We start unloading anway and Charlie is starting in big time. He pushes me up the stairs with a triple dresser, I lose my footing and it drops on my ankle. I let that go till we get back to the truck, he's already inside the back. He starts yelling some BS at me so it throw the moving blanket in his face. He jumps off and ready to fight, for real and starts swinging. I was not really into it till he caught me with one, had to get at least one in after that. I backed up and cocked the right to get him looking at it and caught him real good in the mouth with a left jab, that ended it for his little fit of rage.
We shook hands called it a truce later. The kid that was there was a little freaked out though. He'll be telling the story of those 2 crazy white mfer's that went at it in the driveway, lol.
So I'm back, safe and sound and whopping $1400 richer. Stay in school kids, this is no way to make a living.
I went on a trip for work (furniture moving) down to Florida and back. We started out with 5 guys, my boss included, to deliver 2 trucks of furniture to NC. So we are out on the Jersey pike and my boss is driving the customer's G35, his nephew in the front of me and I was in the rear. Snow and ice have been coming off the tops of trucks all morning and a huge chunk flies off his, hitting a Dodge pickup going 70 and taking out the windshield. The moron goes up in front, cuts in front of the lead truck and jacks the brakes. I almost hit the nephew and the truck behind me nearly jacknifed and took out the whole highway. After some death threats and lots of swearing we left the guy on the side of the Tpk. with insurance info and his busted up truck... and apparently my boss will have to pay for the windshield.
Later that evening the nephew is still in front and my boss calls him on the phone to take an exit since he is ahead of us. (checking weigh stations since both trucks are 2K over). The nephew takes the wrong one and cuts back into the highway sharply and I swear to you he was "this close" to tipping the f'ing thing over at 60mph. I wasn't trying that manuveur and just took the exit and got back on.
Just up the road we hit a weight station in VA and no way around it, cops everywhere. I get the arrow to the inspection area, not good and I'm crapping in my shorts. This dude comes up to the truck with a beard and an orange vest on, not a VA Statie? He says they are doing a "survey" and asks me questions about my pickup, delivery ect. and "have a good evening". Holy Crap that was lucky. My boss bought us steak dinner after that, lol.
Well it was fairly uneventful, smooth unload in NC, I continued to FL to pickup with "Charlie", the most miserable SOB you ever met. He's like an angry troll, that's about my best description. We took some $hit out of storage in FL that had been there for over 10years. Most of it had been damaged years back when half the roof got peeled off the building during a hurricane.
We got to VA and the guy was really cool. I guess the stuff had belonged to parents and he wasn't 100% sure what was there... good thing because we threw a bunch of crap away. :laugh: He gave us an $80 tip and an extra $150 to throw out a mat, box and a "waterbed". Well the waterbed was easy... we threw that $hit out in FL before we left... little did he know.
We made it up to MD that night and time to sleep before a small dropoff in NJ. I check into a Super 8 and we go into the room. Charlie goes into the bathroom and I hear him saying "what the F***!!" which is not uncommon since he clogs every goddamn toilet he uses. He says "fing roaches everywhere" and sure enough I plop my bag on the bed and roaches come out from behind the headboard... Down the front desk for a refund from these nasty mfer's and on up a few exits to find another place... BTW, for cheap you can't go wrong with "Day's Inn", "Super 8's" are crackhouses.
Last but not least we get to NJ and our directions dump us straight onto a parkway, which we can't go on with the truck. So we find an alternate route, finally get there. Couldn't be easy, could it? This old guy is living with his 2 daughters I guess and what looks like several grandkids that are like late teens maybe early 20's. Anyway, they have no cash for the bill and we have to wait while the lady runs to the bank. We start unloading anway and Charlie is starting in big time. He pushes me up the stairs with a triple dresser, I lose my footing and it drops on my ankle. I let that go till we get back to the truck, he's already inside the back. He starts yelling some BS at me so it throw the moving blanket in his face. He jumps off and ready to fight, for real and starts swinging. I was not really into it till he caught me with one, had to get at least one in after that. I backed up and cocked the right to get him looking at it and caught him real good in the mouth with a left jab, that ended it for his little fit of rage.
So I'm back, safe and sound and whopping $1400 richer. Stay in school kids, this is no way to make a living.