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Post by concretejoe on Jun 26, 2008 18:14:48 GMT -5
Man, I had one helluva day today. Well, not just me. While being loaded for my second load today something made the butterfly valve on the silo stuck open. It wouldn't quit weighing up. It filled up the weigh hopper completely. While waiting for the maintenance guru to arrive we decided to try to make some concrete out of the mess and pour it in our driveway that the yardguy formed up. Not good! What a mess! Another driver showed up as we were finishing up mine. It was decided to try to empty out more cement from the hopper by making more concrete in his truck. Very not good! While loading him the weigh hopper stuck open also. Cement was going straight from the silo to the truck. When his truck became full he pulled out and I pulled my, now empty, truck under. When we finally got the flow stopped we dumped over 60,000 lbs. of cement into and all over our trucks. Literally running back and forth from finishing super strength concrete, trying to empty my truck and helping to get the plant under control made for a long few hours. Two trucks trashed, more than a load of cement wasted and the plant is down for a few days while we wait for a part. The best part of the day was seeing the plant in the rear view.
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Post by BillyCement on Jun 26, 2008 18:54:58 GMT -5
Joe.......have you dared to look inside your barrel? I'm picturing ceeeement stuck to every surface in there, my brutha. What a friggin' nightmare that must have been.
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Post by mixedupdiesel on Jun 26, 2008 20:22:28 GMT -5
that reminds me of the time when the cement fill tube hose blew off (they had patched it with a piece of PVC a few days before) and the tanker driver was on one side of the plant filling away reading the newspaper inside of his truck, and the hose had blown off on the other side, so just about the whole laod of cement blew out of the truck in short order, and it looked like hell itself was emanating from the side of the plant. I put on a respirator and took off out there, and banged on his door, and the look on his face when he looked right...... ohhhh that look.
I wonder why our tanker drivers dont have the same radios we have, hmm? If they did it would have been "HEY JOHN SHUT YOUR PTO OFF" and it would have been a small issue. Guy got 3 days off for that one.
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Post by concretejoe on Jun 28, 2008 1:07:35 GMT -5
Joe.......have you dared to look inside your barrel? I'm picturing ceeeement stuck to every surface in there, my brutha. What a friggin' nightmare that must have been. I have and actually it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I flooded the drum before I poured out and after I dumped everything off we put about 20,000 lbs. of rock in my drum and a couple hundred gallons of water. I discharged it veeerrry slow. That gave the rocks plenty of time to scour my fins. Now, the outside of the truck is a different story. It's going to take me a month to get it clean. It was a nightmare, but the sad part is that it wasn't the worst.
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Post by concretejoe on Jun 28, 2008 1:10:24 GMT -5
that reminds me of the time when the cement fill tube hose blew off (they had patched it with a piece of PVC a few days before) and the tanker driver was on one side of the plant filling away reading the newspaper inside of his truck, and the hose had blown off on the other side, so just about the whole laod of cement blew out of the truck in short order, and it looked like hell itself was emanating from the side of the plant. I put on a respirator and took off out there, and banged on his door, and the look on his face when he looked right...... ohhhh that look. I wonder why our tanker drivers dont have the same radios we have, hmm? If they did it would have been "HEY JOHN SHUT YOUR PTO OFF" and it would have been a small issue. Guy got 3 days off for that one. I feel your pain there. That's happened to us a couple of times too. Maybe you all ought to look into a cb to communicate with the tankers.
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jun 29, 2008 12:16:38 GMT -5
So on friday I roll into the plant w/ .75 yd left over and I'm waiting to get loaded...Low and behold the plant manager tells me to grab my stuff and go jump into one of the automatics ahhh I'll have A/C for the day. I said fine it was hot as hell so i figured ok. He gave my truck to a rookie. 1st thing I told the guy was look i dont care if you dirty my truck, BUT I ask that you wash out/clean the inside of my drum, b/c it was just chipped. He nodded and off we both went. At the end of the day I roll in to the yard and all my buddies tell me "hey the rookie trashed your truck"He was at a job that took forever, they ran him out of water, he didnt wash out at all. my drum was beyond belief. I look at him and say so much for keeping my drum clean thanks! So what I thought was going to be a good day ended up being a shi@$y day. Damn rookies dont care, its not their truck.
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Post by gant on Jun 29, 2008 15:23:05 GMT -5
^^^ not all of them are bad.. most of them dont know any better.. I'm still considered a rookie i guess.. been doing it about a year and a half..
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jun 29, 2008 15:38:10 GMT -5
^^^ not all of them are bad.. most of them dont know any better.. I'm still considered a rookie i guess.. been doing it about a year and a half.. Not knowing any better and being asked to take care of something is different. I always make sure to leave someone elses truck the way I found it. Dont get me wrong there are some rookies that have common sense and the rest of them go brain dead after they are cut loose from traning. All they have to do is ask questions. I know I'm just venting b/c I waited 4 months to have my drum chipped out only to have it screwed up in one day
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Post by gant on Jun 29, 2008 19:49:52 GMT -5
I Drove someone elses truck yesterday and hauled 8.5 yards of 10 sack highway repair and they added 50 gallons of calcium in it on the job.. after our QC guy put the calcium in it i backed up and had it off in less than 2 minutes.. washed the chutes out, dumped some recover in it, and worked it back and forth on the fins finished rinsing the fins off and dumped my whole tank in it..nothin stuck to it..
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Post by mixedupdiesel on Jun 29, 2008 19:58:09 GMT -5
We've got guys who lock their trucks, and take the keys HOME with them, nobody even touches their trucks, lol. Someone complains about not being able to drive one of the trucks, they are told they'll say something to the truck's assigned driver about the taking keys home issue.
One thing that bugs me is this-
I drive a Mack R with a sweet a/c anytime my truck goes down for whatever reason, I have to jump into one of the old arse Internationals, or a dingy Mack with a sucky a/c Now, I keep my truck CLEAN inside and out, I mean, i'm not as clean as Hollywood, but I am in the top three cleanest trucks. Someone who has seniority on me gets to jump into a brand new mack witht he allison, or a new international, that is assigned to someone, but my butt has never sat in one of those trucks, once, and most of the people who they are putting in these trucks, THEIR assigned trucks aint white, their GRAY! my truck goes down for something at least once a week.
Please don't think I'm pregnant doging about the seniority thing, but it's like, I keep my truck shiny, but these people keep a 2006-2007 truck looking like a spare truck, but yet when it comes to their truck being broken down, they are the ones who jump into the shiny new rig that someone takes great care of, and they don't even ask, they just do. I ASK if i can get into a nice truck, or even one just like mine, and am told "it's an assigned truck, you can't get in it" "why?" "it's an assigned truck"
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Post by cfconcrete on Jun 29, 2008 22:10:25 GMT -5
We don't have that problem where I work, There's no "assigned trucks" Therefore, no one takes care of anything cause they know they won't be keeping it......
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jun 29, 2008 22:31:32 GMT -5
We've got guys who lock their trucks, and take the keys HOME with them, nobody even touches their trucks, lol. Someone complains about not being able to drive one of the trucks, they are told they'll say something to the truck's assigned driver about the taking keys home issue. One thing that bugs me is this- I drive a Mack R with a sweet a/c anytime my truck goes down for whatever reason, I have to jump into one of the old arse Internationals, or a dingy Mack with a sucky a/c Now, I keep my truck CLEAN inside and out, I mean, i'm not as clean as Hollywood, but I am in the top three cleanest trucks. Someone who has seniority on me gets to jump into a brand new mack witht he allison, or a new international, that is assigned to someone, but my butt has never sat in one of those trucks, once, and most of the people who they are putting in these trucks, THEIR assigned trucks aint white, their GRAY! my truck goes down for something at least once a week. Please don't think I'm pregnant doging about the seniority thing, but it's like, I keep my truck shiny, but these people keep a 2006-2007 truck looking like a spare truck, but yet when it comes to their truck being broken down, they are the ones who jump into the shiny new rig that someone takes great care of, and they don't even ask, they just do. I ASK if i can get into a nice truck, or even one just like mine, and am told "it's an assigned truck, you can't get in it" "why?" "it's an assigned truck" I can relate to that, its just retarded.. At my plant we have 80 drivers. in 2005 we got 10 new trucks and they went to the top 10 drivers. In 2006 they got 20 new trucks and they went to 11-31. This year were getting new trucks and the drivers who got new trucks in 2005 are pregnant doging saying they are going to get the new trucks. I say thats bull sh!t b/c they got their trucks new. If the company gets 10 new trucks and picks up where they left off then I'll get a new truck. If the seniors get there way Im not going to get squat. At this rate i wont get a new truck till 2010. it really pisses me off
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Post by gant on Jun 30, 2008 6:49:03 GMT -5
^^^ I'd rather get me a gently used but clean handme down.. that way someone else got it a little dirty and I can maintain it where its at.. or clean it up a little... My old truck was 3 years old when I got it and looked damn near new except for some rust spots on the drum.. I kept my truck cleaner than all our drivers at our plant except for two that kept them the same and I still lost my truck to one of our other plants.. and atleast when you'rs goes down you still get to drive a piece of SHlT with air conditioning.. I disagreeigned truck now doesnt have AC..I went from an spotless auto with air straight truck to an old beat up nasty concrete covered ford with a fan and a 3rd pedal on the floor..
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Post by dwfnga on Jun 30, 2008 15:23:34 GMT -5
I'm with GANT I'd rather have a clean truck that's about 1 or 2 years old than a brand new truck let somebody else work the bugs out of them and don't sweat it if it should get a little dirty. They look at the new trucks daily and raise cane if there is the smallest of spots on them.
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Post by cfconcrete on Jun 30, 2008 22:31:12 GMT -5
So, what your saying, is, I should be happy with my "gently used but clean hand me down" 14 year old Advance with the leaky cab roof & drafty door?
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Post by concretejoe on Jun 30, 2008 23:33:26 GMT -5
So, what your saying, is, I should be happy with my "gently used but clean hand me down" 14 year old Advance with the leaky cab roof & drafty door? Exactly! That's a great ride if I do say so myself. Actually I got mine to the perfect level of dirty (dirty enough to not notice if I don't clean it and clean enough to keep the fleet manager barely off my tail) then they up and took it from me and gave me a '05 Oshkosh. A couple weeks later the truck gets trashed under the plant. I'm loving it. ;D
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Post by gant on Jul 1, 2008 6:45:14 GMT -5
I hauled that highway repair the other day.. it has over 900LBS of cement per yard in it.. talk about a mess.. there was so much cement all over the truck..set up quick too lol
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Post by oldsmith on Jul 1, 2008 20:32:25 GMT -5
I conveyed 167yds today on a bridge. man these guys were SLOW on site at 7am off-site at 3:30pm. Smoked my pump half way through but I still could of gone faster then these guys with a junk pump. The only good thing is I get a new pump now which I have been telling them I need for the past couple months. The poor trucks back end and conveyor got covered with concrete pissed me off pretty good.
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Post by concretejoe on Jul 1, 2008 21:46:20 GMT -5
I hauled that highway repair the other day.. it has over 900LBS of cement per yard in it.. talk about a mess.. there was so much cement all over the truck..set up quick too lol You would have loved the highway repair stuff we did last summer. They had the highway shut down, so you can imagine the push to get done. It was a straight cement mix with some ungodly psi. On top of that they put about 30 gallons of accelerator in it when you got on the job. You mixed it for 5 minutes then you had exactly 2 minutes to unload before you dumped your water tank and qc put some delvo in it. I had a blast. Totally trashed my truck. ;D
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Post by gant on Jul 2, 2008 6:40:53 GMT -5
^^ we had the highway shut down as well.. this stuff broke at 2500 after 3 hours..
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jul 2, 2008 19:32:00 GMT -5
I hauled that highway repair the other day.. it has over 900LBS of cement per yard in it.. talk about a mess.. there was so much cement all over the truck..set up quick too lol You would have loved the highway repair stuff we did last summer. They had the highway shut down, so you can imagine the push to get done. It was a straight cement mix with some ungodly psi. On top of that they put about 30 gallons of accelerator in it when you got on the job. You mixed it for 5 minutes then you had exactly 2 minutes to unload before you dumped your water tank and qc put some delvo in it. I had a blast. Totally trashed my truck. ;D I hate when we do that too I call it dynamite aka "hi early" OUr mix has something to the effect of 40 ounces of polarset in it. Once you pull out from under the plant its already going off. You leave wet as hell usually 900 on the meter. drive 10 minutes away, you get there and already you're reading 1700 on the meter. Have to get some adva/recovery to drop it down. Pour out and washing out is almost pointless. The more water you sprayat this crap the more it sticks. Its like glue. Oh man the chippers hate chipping our trucks after a few nites of dynamite they complain.
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Post by LEAD DOG on Jul 2, 2008 21:33:40 GMT -5
HEEEEEY BILLY!!!!! CHECK OUT THE DAY I HAD TODAY!!! IT'S NOT NEARLY AS GOOD AS MY NUDIST CAMP FIASCO BUT HUMOROUS NONE THE LESS ;D!! I DELIVERED 4yds. TO A T.G.I. FRIDAYS RESTAURANT AT ONE OF OUR LOCAL MALLS TODAY. THE CONTRACTOR TORE OUT THE APPROACH TO THE FRONT DOORS FROM THE PARKING LOT AND ATTEMPTED TO RE POUR IT! I HAD ALL MY CHUTES ON AND BACKED UP TO THE FRONT DOORS AND WE STARTED TO POUR . MY CUSTOMER IS A ONE ,NICK SAMMARANTO. THE NICEST LOW KEY AND KIND 5ft. NOTHING ITALIAN YOU COULD EVER MEET! RIGHT?......N-O-T !!! WE DUMPED OUT HALF OF THE LOAD AND I GOT OUT OF MY TRUCK TO CHEW THE FAT WITH NICK WHILE WE WATCHED HIS SONS SLAVE AWAY . NICK HAD THE ENTIRE WORK AREA BARRICADED OFF ON BOTH SIDES OF THE APPROACH WHEN THIS PENCIL NECK GEEK CAME WALKING THRU THE BARRICADES TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE AND LOOKING DOWN...>WHAM< THE GEEK WALKS HEAD LONG INTO MY CHUTES AND SPLITS HIS HEAD WIDE OPEN ! PEACEFUL, LAID BACK OL' NICK WENT "BERSERK!!! WHILE THIS GUYS HOLDING HIS HEAD AND THE BLOOD STARTS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE, NICK GRABS HIM BY THE COLLAR A KICKS THE GUY SQUARE IN THE BACKSIDE OF HIS DOCKERS!!! I WAS LOSING IT ;D! THAT GUY WENT WADDLING OFF WITH NICKS CONCRETE FOOT PRINT ON HIS BUTT!!! ;D HOLD ON FELLAS! IT DOESN'T END THERE! WE FINISHED THE POUR AND I WASHED OUT , DID MY PAPER WORK AND WALK UP TO NICK TO SIGN MY TICKET WHEN THIS DAPPER YOUNG BUSINESS MAN IN A THREE PIECE MATCHING SUIT WALKS PAST THE BARRICADES ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE LOOKING DOWN AND TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. HE WALKS RIGHT INTO NICKS FRESHLY FINISHED AND SPRAY CURED CONCRETE!!! OH MY GOD!!!! NICK WAS BESIDES HIMSELF! HE WAS SCREAMING AT THIS GUY TO GET OUT OF HIS CONCRETE. SO THE GUY TURNED AROUND AND WALKED RIGHT OUT OF HIS SUPER SHINY FLOERSCHEIM WING TIPS! NOW HE'S STANDING IN NICKS CONCRETE IN HIS SOCKS! SO NICK TRAMPS INTO THE CONCRETE, PULLS THE GUY'S SHOES OUT AND THROWS THEM INTO THE PARKING LOT! . IT DOESN'T STOP THERE BOYS!!! . AMAZINGLY, THOSE CONCRETE COVERED SHOES LANDED RIGHT INTO MR. SHOE LESSES BMW CONVERTIBLE (yes, the top use down), AND RESTED ON THOSE RICH, SOFT, SUPPLE LEATHER SEATS!!! NOW, THE FIGHT WAS ON! NOW THEY WERE BOTH SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER!!! I GAVE THE TICKET TO NICKS SON AND WENT ON MY MERRY WAY WITH MY SIDES STITCHED AND MY FACE HURTING FROM LAUGHTER!......IF I'M LYIN', I'M DYIN'!!! WHEN I GOT BACK TO THE PLANT ,MY DISPATCHER HAD ME FILL OUT A ACCIDENT REPORT JUST IN CASE THE FIRST DUMMY TRYS TO SUE US. HE READ IT AFTER I FINISHED IT. HE TOLD ME I'M WASTING MY TIME DRIVING A MIXER AND SHOULD FOCUS MY EFFORTS IN STAND UP COMEDY ... HE SAID THINGS JUST DON'T HAPPEN LIKE THAT IN REAL LIFE ....I STILL DON'T THINK HE BELIEVES ME .
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jul 2, 2008 21:39:14 GMT -5
HEEEEEY BILLY!!!!! CHECK OUT THE DAY I HAD TODAY!!! IT'S NOT NEARLY AS GOOD AS MY NUDIST CAMP FIASCO BUT HUMOROUS NONE THE LESS ;D!! I DELIVERED 4yds. TO A T.G.I. FRIDAYS RESTAURANT AT ONE OF OUR LOCAL MALLS TODAY. THE CONTRACTOR TORE OUT THE APPROACH TO THE FRONT DOORS FROM THE PARKING LOT AND ATTEMPTED TO RE POUR IT! I HAD ALL MY CHUTES ON AND BACKED UP TO THE FRONT DOORS AND WE STARTED TO POUR . MY CUSTOMER IS A ONE ,NICK SAMMARANTO. THE NICEST LOW KEY AND KIND 5ft. NOTHING ITALIAN YOU COULD EVER MEET! RIGHT?......N-O-T !!! WE DUMPED OUT HALF OF THE LOAD AND I GOT OUT OF MY TRUCK TO CHEW THE FAT WITH NICK WHILE WE WATCHED HIS SONS SLAVE AWAY . NICK HAD THE ENTIRE WORK AREA BARRICADED OFF ON BOTH SIDES OF THE APPROACH WHEN THIS PENCIL NECK GEEK CAME WALKING THRU THE BARRICADES TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE AND LOOKING DOWN...>WHAM< THE GEEK WALKS HEAD LONG INTO MY CHUTES AND SPLITS HIS HEAD WIDE OPEN ! PEACEFUL, LAID BACK OL' NICK WENT "BERSERK!!! WHILE THIS GUYS HOLDING HIS HEAD AND THE BLOOD STARTS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE, NICK GRABS HIM BY THE COLLAR A KICKS THE GUY SQUARE IN THE BACKSIDE OF HIS DOCKERS!!! I WAS LOSING IT ;D! THAT GUY WENT WADDLING OFF WITH NICKS CONCRETE FOOT PRINT ON HIS BUTT!!! ;D HOLD ON FELLAS! IT DOESN'T END THERE! WE FINISHED THE POUR AND I WASHED OUT , DID MY PAPER WORK AND WALK UP TO NICK TO SIGN MY TICKET WHEN THIS DAPPER YOUNG BUSINESS MAN IN A THREE PIECE MATCHING SUIT WALKS PAST THE BARRICADES ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE LOOKING DOWN AND TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. HE WALKS RIGHT INTO NICKS FRESHLY FINISHED AND SPRAY CURED CONCRETE!!! OH MY GOD!!!! NICK WAS BESIDES HIMSELF! HE WAS SCREAMING AT THIS GUY TO GET OUT OF HIS CONCRETE. SO THE GUY TURNED AROUND AND WALKED RIGHT OUT OF HIS SUPER SHINY FLOERSCHEIM WING TIPS! NOW HE'S STANDING IN NICKS CONCRETE IN HIS SOCKS! SO NICK TRAMPS INTO THE CONCRETE, PULLS THE GUY'S SHOES OUT AND THROWS THEM INTO THE PARKING LOT! . IT DOESN'T STOP THERE BOYS!!! . AMAZINGLY, THOSE CONCRETE COVERED SHOES LANDED RIGHT INTO MR. SHOE LESSES BMW CONVERTIBLE (yes, the top use down), AND RESTED ON THOSE RICH, SOFT, SUPPLE LEATHER SEATS!!! NOW, THE FIGHT WAS ON! NOW THEY WERE BOTH SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER!!! I GAVE THE TICKET TO NICKS SON AND WENT ON MY MERRY WAY WITH MY SIDES STITCHED AND MY FACE HURTING FROM LAUGHTER!......IF I'M LYIN', I'M DYIN'!!! ROFLMFAO!!!!!!!!!!! this just made my day! This is why I love my job
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Post by LEAD DOG on Jul 2, 2008 21:59:38 GMT -5
I SWEAR TO YOU IT'S THE TRUTH! YOU JUST CAN'T MAKE STUFF LIKE THAT UP! WELL, IT'S LATE AND I GOT A 0530hrs. START TIME. SO I'M GONNA SHOWER THEN MAYBE BOTHER THE WIFE (snicker, snicker) THEN ZZZZZZZZZZ OUT! LATER BOYS
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Post by Crazy Mudder Trucker on Jul 2, 2008 22:49:34 GMT -5
I SWEAR TO YOU IT'S THE TRUTH! YOU JUST CAN'T MAKE STUFF LIKE THAT UP! WELL, IT'S LATE AND I GOT A 0530hrs. START TIME. SO I'M GONNA SHOWER THEN MAYBE BOTHER THE WIFE (snicker, snicker) THEN ZZZZZZZZZZ OUT! LATER BOYS lead dog, your stories are among the best here! they make me LMAO I wish I could have been there for this one.
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Post by concretejoe on Jul 3, 2008 5:23:45 GMT -5
Thank God for idiots. They provide such comic relief.
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Post by LEAD DOG on Jul 4, 2008 22:24:34 GMT -5
Thank God for idiots. They provide such comic relief. YES SIR! I CONCUR
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Post by mixedupdiesel on Jul 5, 2008 0:28:48 GMT -5
WOW L.D. I'm printin' this one out and takin it in to work on Monday! I don't even know where to begin fellas. I started Thursday with a part time driver whom I "trust" tellin me I was going to be madder than hell when I saw my truck ....hopped in my normal Mack after a long hiatus where they replaced the Trunnion and other suspension parts, among other things that a truck needs after 190,000 and 28,000 miles and hours My freshly painted shiny drum had been taken off and laid on the ground, hence scratching the paint and decals up beyond belief, my Inverter for my phone charger was gone (but was still in there the day before when the truck came back from the main shop!) my chipping hammers were gone, my brand new fire exstinguisher was gone (which the shop had put in there), my water hose was gone, my gloves, both driving and rubber, HARD HAT gone. Map, flashlight, hardhat, tire gauge, and light bulbs in the interior lights, GONE. Everything was there the day before, so where the f u cktard did it go? So I go back into the building and raise hell, and I'm told that I take a risk to leave that stuff in there, and that I have no recourse blahblablah bl ah blah. So, I go haul mud all day, and the air hopper don't work, and the engine is running rough, and when I start the engine, the starter drags and doesn't want to start it. Generally the truck has been put thru the mill. So I go by the maintenance shop, and speak to the mechanic, he checks the electrical stuff, and notices that it's running rough, so he pours a bottle of injector cleaner in the tank, and tightens the battery cables and sends me on my way. My radio hasn't worked in this truck since about 3 days after I got it (4 months) and so I went by the shop un-announced (how else was I supposed to go? if they'd fix the radio I could call that I was going there) So I get back to the plant and talk to my boss about it and INTENDED to say " Yeah, I went by the shop for a bit, my starter's dragging and on it's way out, but rob said not to worry about it" What came out what was something along the lines of "yeah, i went by the shop for a bit, my break's dragging and is on it's way out, and he said not to worry about it" "truck's grounded" "Um why?" "Just go get in the spare truck" "ok" About halfway up the hill I realize, O nuts. I f'd up I said break not starter, WHY did I say THAT, god gotta go back after I get this truck ready since we're haulin buggy today and let him know I meant starter, and not break/brake. SO I get the old girl fired up and do the PTI gauge says full fuel and I hear "plant 1" so I scoot over there, and fill up the water tank real quick and trot on inside and the mechanic is coming in the other side and I go "rob, I got to tell...."(was going to tell him that i blabbed the wrong word to my boss) and he cuts me off "YOU DOUBLE BARREL SON OF A pregnant dog BACK STABBING MOTHER TRUCKER YOU TELLIN PEOPLE LIES ABOUT ME X-NAY BLANKITYBLANKBLANKSNABTISFLAKERNABBERDRILLITYEESNNND" and off he storms upstairs, and i look and about 3/4 of the drivers are sitting down all like this at me. My ticket dropped, and I was out of there, I washed down reallllly quick and scooted back over to the front side of the plant thinking "i'll go up there and i'll have this straightened out in 30 seconds and everything will be ok" so i go up there and my boss is running the plant and rob is sitting there eating a hot dog. He sees me and squeezes the dog all over the table, and starts screamin and yellin again "get the truck out of here I dont want to speak to you, blankity blank snarfinflagghen" so I go "rob, look" I aint lookin at nothing, get out of here before I kick your ass" "lemme say this" "NO GO" I then kinda lost my cool and hollered "all I said was have a slip of the tongue" and then my boss turns around and is like "the customer comes first, and this mud is in the red, you can either go haul it, or go home" SO I go haul the mud, and I get to the job, it's a jobsite from hell, ended up backing up under a school, with a hole knocked int he side for the truck, and I get in there and they're like "three chutes" "no prob" so I unlock the chute and raise it alittle and start putting chutes on, and I lock it again and I hear a pop, so I hit the buttons, nothing, no control at all, so here I am with a chute that's stuck down, and thingyed to one side, so can't pour the mud but straight down, need the mechanic, but the mechanic wants to kill me, so what do I do? I tell the guys, "oh well this is what you've got to work with, sorry" So two hours later, I'm done, and I notice the fuel gauge is still reading full, so when I wash out I check how much fuel I got, um... I got like 2" of fuel in the tank and i'm 20 miles from the plant, ohhhhhhh boy says I So i wash out real quick and take off and the first gas station I saw I threw $10 worth of diesel into the tank, on my dime, just to keep from running out. Made it almost back to the plant and she started sputtering, pulled up to the pump and it died at the pump, wow... So I get my fuel and go to cranking, and it fires up, running like crap, but running, so I go park it and go in and tell my boss and the first thing he does is say "come into my office" and then I had to explain the whole break/brakes/starter thing, and yadda yadda, and I say "to top it all off, 106 is screwed up now, too chute wont unlock or go up or down" and he just says "when it rains it pours, I'll ry to straighten things out with rob" go wash out that truck and find another one" So I go out and hit the key and what do I hear "pssssht" and "click" go out back and the chute is working again, SIGH. hit the lock button and "pop" well at least it's not thingyed ot one side anymore.... SOOOOO I go get in my normal truck again, and I haul a load, and lo and freakin behold I'm driving along and I see smoke behind me, so i pull over, and I got a brake dragging, pull over and I'm just standing beside the truck "I just cannot believe this" I grab my cell phone and tell my boss "you're not going to believe this but......." so I put-put to the job, get the load off and put-put back to the plant, and get into.... yet another spare truck. So I haul another load with this one, and I'm driving along and BLAM blapblapblapblap a tire blew out, when I checked them all, so I had to put put back to the plant again and my boss is just like (>.<) "HOW can you kill three turcks in ONE day? ?!!" "I have no idea" "you're cursed, go home and enjoy your holiday, see you monday SHESH!" All I got to say is, I didn't know so much sh!t could go wrong in only 10 hours. Do apologize for he mispellings verrrry sleepy
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Post by BillyCement on Jul 5, 2008 5:06:43 GMT -5
HEEEEEY BILLY!!!!! CHECK OUT THE DAY I HAD TODAY!!! IT'S NOT NEARLY AS GOOD AS MY NUDIST CAMP FIASCO BUT HUMOROUS NONE THE LESS ;D!! I DELIVERED 4yds. TO A T.G.I. FRIDAYS RESTAURANT AT ONE OF OUR LOCAL MALLS TODAY. THE CONTRACTOR TORE OUT THE APPROACH TO THE FRONT DOORS FROM THE PARKING LOT AND ATTEMPTED TO RE POUR IT! I HAD ALL MY CHUTES ON AND BACKED UP TO THE FRONT DOORS AND WE STARTED TO POUR . MY CUSTOMER IS A ONE ,NICK SAMMARANTO. THE NICEST LOW KEY AND KIND 5ft. NOTHING ITALIAN YOU COULD EVER MEET! RIGHT?......N-O-T !!! WE DUMPED OUT HALF OF THE LOAD AND I GOT OUT OF MY TRUCK TO CHEW THE FAT WITH NICK WHILE WE WATCHED HIS SONS SLAVE AWAY . NICK HAD THE ENTIRE WORK AREA BARRICADED OFF ON BOTH SIDES OF THE APPROACH WHEN THIS PENCIL NECK GEEK CAME WALKING THRU THE BARRICADES TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE AND LOOKING DOWN...>WHAM< THE GEEK WALKS HEAD LONG INTO MY CHUTES AND SPLITS HIS HEAD WIDE OPEN ! PEACEFUL, LAID BACK OL' NICK WENT "BERSERK!!! WHILE THIS GUYS HOLDING HIS HEAD AND THE BLOOD STARTS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE, NICK GRABS HIM BY THE COLLAR A KICKS THE GUY SQUARE IN THE BACKSIDE OF HIS DOCKERS!!! I WAS LOSING IT ;D! THAT GUY WENT WADDLING OFF WITH NICKS CONCRETE FOOT PRINT ON HIS BUTT!!! ;D HOLD ON FELLAS! IT DOESN'T END THERE! WE FINISHED THE POUR AND I WASHED OUT , DID MY PAPER WORK AND WALK UP TO NICK TO SIGN MY TICKET WHEN THIS DAPPER YOUNG BUSINESS MAN IN A THREE PIECE MATCHING SUIT WALKS PAST THE BARRICADES ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE LOOKING DOWN AND TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. HE WALKS RIGHT INTO NICKS FRESHLY FINISHED AND SPRAY CURED CONCRETE!!! OH MY GOD!!!! NICK WAS BESIDES HIMSELF! HE WAS SCREAMING AT THIS GUY TO GET OUT OF HIS CONCRETE. SO THE GUY TURNED AROUND AND WALKED RIGHT OUT OF HIS SUPER SHINY FLOERSCHEIM WING TIPS! NOW HE'S STANDING IN NICKS CONCRETE IN HIS SOCKS! SO NICK TRAMPS INTO THE CONCRETE, PULLS THE GUY'S SHOES OUT AND THROWS THEM INTO THE PARKING LOT! . IT DOESN'T STOP THERE BOYS!!! . AMAZINGLY, THOSE CONCRETE COVERED SHOES LANDED RIGHT INTO MR. SHOE LESSES BMW CONVERTIBLE (yes, the top use down), AND RESTED ON THOSE RICH, SOFT, SUPPLE LEATHER SEATS!!! NOW, THE FIGHT WAS ON! NOW THEY WERE BOTH SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER!!! I GAVE THE TICKET TO NICKS SON AND WENT ON MY MERRY WAY WITH MY SIDES STITCHED AND MY FACE HURTING FROM LAUGHTER!......IF I'M LYIN', I'M DYIN'!!! WHEN I GOT BACK TO THE PLANT ,MY DISPATCHER HAD ME FILL OUT A ACCIDENT REPORT JUST IN CASE THE FIRST DUMMY TRYS TO SUE US. HE READ IT AFTER I FINISHED IT. HE TOLD ME I'M WASTING MY TIME DRIVING A MIXER AND SHOULD FOCUS MY EFFORTS IN STAND UP COMEDY ... HE SAID THINGS JUST DON'T HAPPEN LIKE THAT IN REAL LIFE ....I STILL DON'T THINK HE BELIEVES ME . Un-friggin'-believeable!! There is no shortage of idiots out there. My Dad always said "There's no point in being stupid if you don't show it."
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Post by BillyCement on Jul 5, 2008 5:10:26 GMT -5
WOW L.D. I'm printin' this one out and takin it in to work on Monday! I don't even know where to begin fellas. I started Thursday with a part time driver whom I "trust" tellin me I was going to be madder than hell when I saw my truck ....hopped in my normal Mack after a long hiatus where they replaced the Trunnion and other suspension parts, among other things that a truck needs after 190,000 and 28,000 miles and hours My freshly painted shiny drum had been taken off and laid on the ground, hence scratching the paint and decals up beyond belief, my Inverter for my phone charger was gone (but was still in there the day before when the truck came back from the main shop!) my chipping hammers were gone, my brand new fire exstinguisher was gone (which the shop had put in there), my water hose was gone, my gloves, both driving and rubber, HARD HAT gone. Map, flashlight, hardhat, tire gauge, and light bulbs in the interior lights, GONE. Everything was there the day before, so where the f u cktard did it go? So I go back into the building and raise hell, and I'm told that I take a risk to leave that stuff in there, and that I have no recourse blahblablah bl ah blah. So, I go haul mud all day, and the air hopper don't work, and the engine is running rough, and when I start the engine, the starter drags and doesn't want to start it. Generally the truck has been put thru the mill. So I go by the maintenance shop, and speak to the mechanic, he checks the electrical stuff, and notices that it's running rough, so he pours a bottle of injector cleaner in the tank, and tightens the battery cables and sends me on my way. My radio hasn't worked in this truck since about 3 days after I got it (4 months) and so I went by the shop un-announced (how else was I supposed to go? if they'd fix the radio I could call that I was going there) So I get back to the plant and talk to my boss about it and INTENDED to say " Yeah, I went by the shop for a bit, my starter's dragging and on it's way out, but rob said not to worry about it" What came out what was something along the lines of "yeah, i went by the shop for a bit, my break's dragging and is on it's way out, and he said not to worry about it" "truck's grounded" "Um why?" "Just go get in the spare truck" "ok" About halfway up the hill I realize, O nuts. I f'd up I said break not starter, WHY did I say THAT, god gotta go back after I get this truck ready since we're haulin buggy today and let him know I meant starter, and not break/brake. SO I get the old girl fired up and do the PTI gauge says full fuel and I hear "plant 1" so I scoot over there, and fill up the water tank real quick and trot on inside and the mechanic is coming in the other side and I go "rob, I got to tell...."(was going to tell him that i blabbed the wrong word to my boss) and he cuts me off "YOU DOUBLE BARREL SON OF A pregnant dog BACK STABBING MOTHER TRUCKER YOU TELLIN PEOPLE LIES ABOUT ME X-NAY BLANKITYBLANKBLANKSNABTISFLAKERNABBERDRILLITYEESNNND" and off he storms upstairs, and i look and about 3/4 of the drivers are sitting down all like this at me. My ticket dropped, and I was out of there, I washed down reallllly quick and scooted back over to the front side of the plant thinking "i'll go up there and i'll have this straightened out in 30 seconds and everything will be ok" so i go up there and my boss is running the plant and rob is sitting there eating a hot dog. He sees me and squeezes the dog all over the table, and starts screamin and yellin again "get the truck out of here I dont want to speak to you, blankity blank snarfinflagghen" so I go "rob, look" I aint lookin at nothing, get out of here before I kick your ass" "lemme say this" "NO GO" I then kinda lost my cool and hollered "all I said was have a slip of the tongue" and then my boss turns around and is like "the customer comes first, and this mud is in the red, you can either go haul it, or go home" SO I go haul the mud, and I get to the job, it's a jobsite from hell, ended up backing up under a school, with a hole knocked int he side for the truck, and I get in there and they're like "three chutes" "no prob" so I unlock the chute and raise it alittle and start putting chutes on, and I lock it again and I hear a pop, so I hit the buttons, nothing, no control at all, so here I am with a chute that's stuck down, and thingyed to one side, so can't pour the mud but straight down, need the mechanic, but the mechanic wants to kill me, so what do I do? I tell the guys, "oh well this is what you've got to work with, sorry" So two hours later, I'm done, and I notice the fuel gauge is still reading full, so when I wash out I check how much fuel I got, um... I got like 2" of fuel in the tank and i'm 20 miles from the plant, ohhhhhhh boy says I So i wash out real quick and take off and the first gas station I saw I threw $10 worth of diesel into the tank, on my dime, just to keep from running out. Made it almost back to the plant and she started sputtering, pulled up to the pump and it died at the pump, wow... So I get my fuel and go to cranking, and it fires up, running like crap, but running, so I go park it and go in and tell my boss and the first thing he does is say "come into my office" and then I had to explain the whole break/brakes/starter thing, and yadda yadda, and I say "to top it all off, 106 is screwed up now, too chute wont unlock or go up or down" and he just says "when it rains it pours, I'll ry to straighten things out with rob" go wash out that truck and find another one" So I go out and hit the key and what do I hear "pssssht" and "click" go out back and the chute is working again, SIGH. hit the lock button and "pop" well at least it's not thingyed ot one side anymore.... SOOOOO I go get in my normal truck again, and I haul a load, and lo and freakin behold I'm driving along and I see smoke behind me, so i pull over, and I got a brake dragging, pull over and I'm just standing beside the truck "I just cannot believe this" I grab my cell phone and tell my boss "you're not going to believe this but......." so I put-put to the job, get the load off and put-put back to the plant, and get into.... yet another spare truck. So I haul another load with this one, and I'm driving along and BLAM blapblapblapblap a tire blew out, when I checked them all, so I had to put put back to the plant again and my boss is just like (>.<) "HOW can you kill three turcks in ONE day? ?!!" "I have no idea" "you're cursed, go home and enjoy your holiday, see you monday SHESH!" All I got to say is, I didn't know so much sh!t could go wrong in only 10 hours. Do apologize for he mispellings verrrry sleepy This story should be put in a dictionary as the definition of a "Day From Hell".
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