Eight and a half hours might be my new record. That's how long it took to get from Osceola, AR to Chicago. And I didn't have time to stop. But by golly, I made my delivery with fifteen minutes to spare.
I dropped my loaded trailer and then proceeded to go on a wild goose chase for the empty trailer I was to pick-up. "If there's an empty, it'll be over in that drop yard," said the guard. Well, it wasn't. "If it's here, then it must be on the other side of the building." Well, it wasn't. Finally, it was discovered the trailer was about 200 feet from where I dropped my loaded trailer to begin with. Nice.
The plan now is to take this empty trailer to the yard. I don't really know why; I'm getting paid, so I just drive where they tell me. From there, I'm supposed to pick-up a load to Green Bay. But right now, I'm more interested in getting some sleep.
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