So I’m sitting here in the yard waiting for my go time to take a couple of men to Birmingham, Alabama. I’m listening to my Spotify channel and enjoying the cool evening.
You can’t see it in the photo, but this van only has a half a tank of gas in it. Why is that you may ask? The answer is simple. The dumbass who drove this van before I did decided he didn’t want to put gas in the van after he was finished with it. He decided he didn’t want to do that part of his job and leave it for someone else to do.
I could name names but I’m not going to. It really wouldn’t do any good because no one would know who he is. I don’t really think I should get that worked up over it though. Basically because I’m going to be doing this while I’m on the clock, I’m getting paid to do part of his job that he left behind. He would have been paid to stop and get gas but he decided not to. I on the other hand have to but at the same time, I’ll get paid for the time that I’m stopped and fueling up the the van.
I guess that’s a positive that I can take away from all of this. I was number one when I came onto the board today. And I stayed number one for almost 6 hours before I finally got a call to go out. Work has been getting slower and slower or we’ve been hiring too many people. We definitely don’t have enough vans for the people we have.
Well it’s almost time for me to go to the washroom and pick up the guys so I’ll say goodbye for now.