tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661288566810922442.post151791285899226698..comments2023-10-10T03:56:09.086-05:00Comments on Notes from the Cab: Some More Advice To TruckersBartender Cabbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05623813045706584212noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661288566810922442.post-67004132303129566532013-05-26T22:10:05.677-05:002013-05-26T22:10:05.677-05:00Once in a while I get the itch to get back in a bi...Once in a while I get the itch to get back in a big truck. I always think better of it. Same problem with the taxi. <br />If I ever drive again I think I will go the hot shot route. Bartender Cabbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05623813045706584212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661288566810922442.post-64748908508304639272013-05-18T16:22:54.659-05:002013-05-18T16:22:54.659-05:00That's why I like running hot shots. We have c...That's why I like running hot shots. We have contract customers who are willing to pay because they are making a metric buttload from the oil field. My boss likes me to make good money because that means HE is making good money. Win win win. And no brokers involved. I make my hundred and fifty bucks in as many miles. Back hauls are half price, but I'm driving home anyway, sooo.... Load me up! And the best part is that I am home most every day. Oh, and I don't even drive a "big" truck, just a Dodge 4500 pulling a 40' gooseneck. Mayberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07664966137470121099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661288566810922442.post-62692936608412831472013-05-18T11:18:47.774-05:002013-05-18T11:18:47.774-05:00You are bringing back memories.
I once drove for ...You are bringing back memories.<br /><br />I once drove for a steel company which made drivers pay our own overweight fines. Struck us as unfair, since we did not load our own trucks. Trucks were already loaded when we checked in and we just chained down, tarped up and hauled ass. We could sometimes persuade the foreman to move things around on the trailer if the balance was too bad, but total weight was out of our control, and it was not unusual to gross 100,000 pounds. We were supposed to be able to avoid the chicken coops.<br /><br />I got fed up one day and went into the office and told the boss man, <i>"When you pay this overweight ticket I'll tell you where your truck is."</i> He finally gave in, but I was looking for a new job.<br /><br />I went Houston to Atlants fairly regularly and always got caught in Mississippi not only overweight but with no fuel receipt, since I fueled at the plant in Houston, carried enough for the whole trip and always forgot to buy fuel to satisfy Mississippi's fuel tax requirement. They finally told me to tell my boss that the next time they caight me overweight they would require me to offload the excess. His response was to route me through Tennessee from then on.<br /><br />A buddy of mine always stopped short of the chicken coop, called a tow truck and has his truck towed past the weigh station. He did that dozens of times, including multiple times past the same weigh station, and they never caught on.<br />Jayhawkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00756807802218022043noreply@blogger.com