I get a nice cheerful ring of the phone around 3;00 a/m, (Yes I'm still up watching something on TV and writing on my netbook). I hear,, wuzzzz up ya old fart!!!. (Its an old friend who runs a Hot Shot company. I reply,, umm contimplating the meaning of quatum physics and its effects on dehydrated drinking water,, why, wuzzz up on your end? A brief silence as the caller is trying to figure out what the heck I just said.He asks,, is your truck set up for some hauls? What a stupid question,, duh,, Of course its not as I reply,, (but everyone knows Im always ready for a road trip adventure). He says I need to saddle up the pony's and he has some quick runs he needs done,, due to the majority of his fleet drivers are on the west coast and east coast and at least a day or 2 out. And,,,, slight pause,, Your the only one crazy enough to attempt multiple bonzai runs. I ask, How many? He says he has 14 that need delivered yesterday at the latest., Wow,, that soon huh? Your not to far behind if your working for the Gov. Thats pretty much a day ahead of schedule. So I grab a quick shower,, get all purdied up,, even threw on some foo foo stink purdy and grab my go go bag of nessesities and head out the door. Quick stop at the end of the steps,, turn around, Admit to the duh moment to myself,, go back inside and kiss the better half and give my pup a nose kiss,, She has to stay home on this run, I grab the last cup of coffee, and then head back out the door,, I get the ole Ford fired up,, Knowing I just woke up several neighbors,,,,(If you have ever heard a diesel fire up and run on a still quiet morning,, you will know what Im talking about). I idle slowly out of the park trying to be quiet as to not disturb the rest of the tennants. I live on the far back side and have to drive through the whole park to get to the main road. I cruise out of the park and head for the fuel station to make sure the fuel tanks are topped of and grab a super industrial sized coffee to go,, BTW, thats the huge sized cup,, just shy of a 35 gallon drum with a sippy lid. Some would say, thats equivlent to about 14 cups of coffee,, But here in Texas,, thats a small cup,, We dont do tea cup portions. Its kinda like Bubba buying beer,, he dont go for those teensy 12 packs, (thats considered a whistle wetter),, Bubba grabs a man sized beer,, a 24 pack, minimum.
Anywho's I head over to West Tx, (Yes thats a town,,Remember in the news that fertilizer factory blowed up,, almost leveled the town? ) Yea that West Texas. There is an RV, (slash) used cars and truck sales (slash) Uhaul,(slash)grocery store (slash) Bait shop there and he has several Fema trailers ready to go.I get there in around 20 minutes,, maybe 30,,, and half my coffee is already in the gulet and the ole bladder reminding me so. Ya ever notice that,,, its like a straight line funnel from the lips to the bladder with coffee?
I pull in,, make a waddle jog to the ole mens room,. So after standing there for what seems like 20 minutes,, I finish up, and realize,, wow, thats a lot of coffee. Almost deemed a courtesy flush. (you can either be offended by that or laugh, your choice). Now ole Randal,, the owner of this fine establishment, comes walking out and asked,, you here to pull a fema trailer? Now me myself can be somewhat of a sarcastic ole cuss,, and I try to never miss an opportunity to throw a wrench in the works with a slight curve, I said nope,, Im here to rotate the propane in the tanks. Move the propane form one tank to the other,, then rotate it back,, keep it fresh,, You do know ya have to do that,, it keeps the fizz all fresh. Ole Randal has that slack jawed, deer in the head lights look on his face and utters Huh? I said, Im here to pull these trailer to Canton.. He sighs and goes ohhhh,, good. Then asks why does propane have a fizz? I think to myself,, is that all you heard out of that sarcastic joke? Seriously? I shake my head,, its all good,, dont worry about,, just as long as the propane is less then 2 yrs old, your good.. He sighs again, andsays,, ok good, cuz they was filled back in January..(Do you know how tempting it was to just really mess with this ole guy). Anywho,, I locate the 1st one, hook it up,, do my inspection and whoooosh, out the drive and down the road. I get to a red cross area and was told this is where the trailers are being dropped off to be distributed to the family's,, I unhook, hand them the paper work,, head back down to West,, and in proces of hooking up number 2 when Randal asks,,,, whers the 1st one? I said signed sealed and delivered,, Almost in a song. He says dayum your quick,, He said he just sat down when I left and wasnt even settled in and Im back already. He even calls someone in Canton and asked if I had really delivered the trailer and they confirmed it.. He hangs up and says,, dayummm again,, you dont mess around. I said, I have people to do, things to see and places to go, and not nessasarilly in that order. I love the looks Ole Randal gets when hes confused.. So number 2 is hooked , and on the road,, I get to the destination and get it dropped. I notice a couple other drivers rolling in from the dallas area towing Femas,, We chat a bit and this one driver is complaining that the hr drive about beat him up,, that was a long run.. Im thinking ,an hour? 60 minutes,wiped you out? I asked him,, how many you pulling today, and he replies 2,, then calling it a day.He asked where Im comming out of and I say Waco...and this is my second,, and have a handful more before I take dinner break. He says, well Waco is only like what 15 to 20 minutes away? I laugh and say, Your NOT from Texas are you? He said hes from the east coast originally. I told him its roughly 1 hr to West,(normal driving) and 2 plus hours to Canton, sometimes 3 depending on traffic. And Im ahead of schedule,, even doing the almost kind of stated posted speed limit. (ok,, yell at me, I went 56 in a 55,) (oh the shame of being a speed demon). I told him I have 1 more before I grab a greasy sammich at the local choke and puke, then probably squeezein a couple more, for good measure. Hes like no way,, thats to much driving,,, they dont pay me enough to do all that. I laugh and say, Im a volunteer,, I get paid NADA, Ziltch, ZERO,,, because Im here to HELP. and you sir, are one of the laziest pieces of human garbage to even being driving. and I walked away.
(I do get my fuel covered and a free dinner). Its sad, that in a time of need for so many fellow people,, there are the ones only out for the pay off.. Dont get me wrong,, we all have bills to pay etc.. But it wont kill you to have a little compassion,,, I just believe in Karma and pay forward when you can. If I can put a family in some clean shelter,with a roof over their head, clothes on their backs and food on their table, Then I have done something constructive, No expectations of a fortune,, just a simple thank you from a child whos family has lost everything, That my friend is worth more then a brick of solid gold.
BTW,, I got 2 delivered,, the others wasnt ready for the road. Will see what tomorrow brings. So, I finish choking down a bonafide Tx, style grease burger with cheese and all the fixings,, and feeling all that wonderful grease run down to the elbows onto the napkins under my elbows (I have table courtesy,I put napkins under the elbows as to not make a mess,, we of course are Civilized ), I stand up,, feeling all that grease starting to harden in all the arteries and making the heart thump a couple extra labored beats,, I grin and burp,, and say, heck yea,, Im stuffed, and head home,,, WITH an extra large super jumbo cup of coffee. Life is good,,, ( I do believe that burger is solidifying in the ole gut,) I burp once more as I buckle my seat belt, and just realize,, That it was just Vapor lock,,
Be safe,, make memories.