Jun 04, 2007 21:54
hey everyone! (the 2.3 people who read this)...
due to lack of hours to run (U.S. DOT Hours of Service Rule) i am sitting at a Pilot Travel Center at the 140 mile-marker on I-40. Yay! i love sitting around in lame-o truck stops, but don't get upset kiddies! once midnight rolls around, i'll pick up hours to run and be on my way over to baltimore, maryland. it really sucks. my co-driver (my dad) and myself have been discussing leaving this shithole company, due to lack of miles/money. but, schneider of course has to mindfuck us by giving us a shit-ton of miles lately.
ohio-texas, texas-the moon, the moon-wisconsin, wisconsin-san diego, san diego-los angeles, los angeles-baltimore.... and so on and so on.
schneider national, inc. = cocksuckers.
***LOT LIZARD***
for those of you who do not know, a lot lizard is a truck stop whore. one walked up to my truck about 1.67 hours ago. in the two years of driving ---holy balls, it was two years yesterday! wow! the same job for two years! sad, yet impressive for me...--- i've never spoken to a lot lizard. i assume she was a lot lizard since she came up to my door and said "You need company baby?"... but then again she could have been a cop. although the condition she was is physically probably would've not allowed her to be on the force. i doubt she could pass the required PT test. ANYHOOOO....
so yeah, i had a possible run-in with a legit whore. cool. of course i declined her offer but still. how cool is that? i've seen a whore or two lurking in the shadows, but have never seen one up close. she kinda had a cute face, but her ass was 2.7 times bigger than mine. when i watched her walk away in my mirror she picked a wedgie/fixed her underwear. a turn-off for me. i would want my truck stop hooker to have her shit together... a little more class maybe. and maybe a few more teeth. good luck hooker/possible undercover cop in oklahoma, city. godspeed you black emperor whore.
*-Random-*
if you know of anyone who needs a full-time trucker fuck to, well, be a trucker... and they can pay me at least $700/week... let me know. I NEED A JOB AT HOME!!!! I WANT TO COME HOME! I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH THE LADY/FAMILY/FRIENDS and EAT BBQ!!! AND USE FIREWORKS! AND GROW MY OWN HERBS! NO NOT WEED! OREGANO, PARSLEY, and other tasty whatnots!!!
my father (bio-dad) equates my job with him being out on army cold war era field maneuvers... but he says that he had more home time! what the fuck!?
more rambling. sorry.
a moth keeps flying around my windshield, trying to get in.
if i had a shitty metal band, it would be called DYSENTERY. although i'm sure its already taken... and i doubt the people in the band are kidding. i'm sure they take themselves far too seriously.
that's it.
i'll be home this weekend. have to take the lame-ass ACT, which of course i have not prepared for. just like five years ago! wow! i can't imagine... me procrastinating!? no! me being ill-prepared/irresponsible!? NO! NEVER!
TWO WEEKS O'PAID VACATION BITCHES! June 9-23