Huntsville, AL

I am finally rid of the load that was supposed to deliver Saturday. Good riddance. The next load on the agenda was...Dalton to Cherokee. At this point, it's practically a dedicated run for me. At just under 220 miles, it's an easy run, though I've yet to complete it in one day. I get held up on the delivery before going to Dalton, or have to deal with being overweight after loading at Dalton, or in today's case, simply get held up while loading. I pulled into the shipper and noticed another Wolding truck was already on the scales, so I waited for my turn. After I had gone inside to check-in, I pulled around back to claim my spot in line. The other Wolding driver had gotten the last open dock. I knew I shouldn't have stopped at McDonald's when I fueled up. Oh well, at least I had a Southern-style chisandwich to keep me occupied while I waited. A dock soon became available and I backed in to get loaded. Meanwhile, three more trucks had arrived. The typical 30-minute loading turned in to almost 3 hours, leaving my fellow drivers and I plenty of time to socialize. There was a Wolding driver that didn't care if he got loaded today because he wasn't scheduled to pick-up until tomorrow. A driver for another company didn't seem to mind the wait. And the last driver was an owner-operator that was lamenting over how much things have changed in the trucking industry and how difficult it can be to turn a profit. It made me glad I don't have to worry about paying for a bunch of truck repairs. Yikes. What I do have to worry about is getting up early tomorrow morning. Good night.