I was pleasantly surprised this morning at only spending three and a half hours getting unloaded instead of the usual five or more. Way to go, Sysco, for having your act together this morning.
After unloading, I headed into Tampa to pick-up the load of scrap paper. After bumping the dock, I barely had enough time to fix a sandwich and eat before of was time to pull around to the scales again. Works for me. The sooner I get rolling, the sooner I can drop this load, and the better my chances of getting home soon.
I stopped for fuel in Ocala on my way north. Inevitably, a person will get solicited in some manner or another at a truck stop, and today was no different. This time it was "Hey man, you wanna buy a radio? I jut lost my job and I'll sell it to you cheap. Twenty bucks." He may have been jobless and broke, but he wasn't dumb; after declining his offer on this hot Florida day, he asked if he could use my radio to advertise so he wouldn't have to walk all around the parking lot saying "Hey man, you wanna buy..."
After a few unanswered calls on the radio, he called it quits and reluctantly decided to meander the parking lot. I got back on the road and made good time to Jackson. I should be in Cherokee tomorrow afternoon. And then...???
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