Changes

Everywhere you go, there you are.  Moved again to a different state (this makes how many?) and decided to change my career path.  I actually had a great job in Houston and I was moving up so fast that this decision to move to Delaware was postponed for over a year.  I was getting great management experience and I was rather enjoying being the boss for once.  The wife wasn’t happy to the degree that I hoped that she would be and we moved a little closer to some of her family.  Consequently, this moved me further away from my son but I thought I would have the experience to continue down the route of management and hopefully get a job that would be able to finance a few flights a year his way and maybe he could stay for the summer ya know?  Anyway, education gets top priority here and not experience, they just can’t take one without the other.  So I open the paper week after week to find out what positions are open for me to seize and what pops up time and again?  Drivers wanted.  “I know how to drive!” I say, but they don’t want just any son-of-a-bitch, they want a CDL (“Commercial Drivers License” for those that are too sad to look it up) holder.  So I get a loan to the tune of over $4000 and go to school to get a CDL-A.  Nice investment I think… since there seems to be a national shortage of CDL holders… everyone seems to be hurting for qualified drivers.  $4000 dollars that I didn’t have yes… but now I’ll never really want for a job.  You can make some pretty decent cash driving too so now step one is complete.  Step two is to pay off all of my debt.

So I’m gon’ be a truck driver now, maybe on the road I’ll be inspired to write a few new things but for now I just need to say this.  HOLY SHIT you stupid motherfuckers!   I never knew (oh… I thought I knew) how many of you piece of shit drivers there really were out there until I got behind the wheel of a truck carrying 80,000 (that’s 40 tons for you ignorant dipshits) pounds of cargo, steel, and fuel barreling down a highway at 65 miles per hour.  You cut truckers off, you take chances at passing them when you KNOW you shouldn’t try, and you take it for granted that they can stop that big, fucking heavy ass truck on a dime.  This is of course not directed to all of you, but you know who the fuck you are.  I was just in training and every single day you drove in front of me, passed me without looking or signaling, cut me off, played chicken…. (Holy shit… yes, you ignorant fucks were out there purposely trying to get me to run you over), and then had the unmitigated audacity to get pissed off at me for it!  You see, there is a big and I mean BIG fucking misconception out there that big trucks = slow.  But that is just an illusion people.  No, they can roll with the best of them.  The real equation that you cock holster fuck wads need to keep in mind is that big trucks = can’t stop on a dime.  You scare me… all of you that do this shit.  You don’t understand that you are playing with your life just to get down the road and get to your destination a little faster.  I’m not just talking about the aggressive fuckers that do 100 in a 65 to shave hours off a long drive either.  I’m talking about dumb shits that will make a left turn in front of my truck to get into Wendy’s for a burger.  Did Dave fucking pay you a million to make Wendy’s that much of a fucking priority in your life that you would try to beat a truck before they passed the entrance or are those fucking 99cent nuggets that fucking good?  Listen to me, drive how you want to drive ok?  Shave off seconds to get into the entrance instead of waiting 4 seconds for the truck to pass you if you want, but one day you are going to end up dead.  I know… we all end up dead, but do you really want your life to expire for some fries?  Be careful out there please!  Because let me clue you in… in a match between your car and 40 tons… you will lose every time!