FONTANA, CA - Well, damn. Werner has all of a sudden decided to get shit together and find me a trainer. I'm leaving for Idaho tonight. Idaho! Tonight! Pulling flatbed trailers, apparently? Whatever. I only have a week and a half worth of training left to do, so hopefully I can just get that shit overwith.
Vaya con Dios, amigos!
E.T.A. @ 10pm: Oh, but it really couldn't have been that easy. What my new trainer failed to mention when he called me at noon and told me to get over to the terminal ASAP was that the truck was in the shop. We sat and waited for it until 9:30, then went back to the hotel. It's supposed to be ready in the morning, but I'm not holding my breath.
Highlight of the day: listening to a driver from southern Louisiana talk about the best way to cook roadkill armadillos. Apparently, you turn the armadillo on its back, split it open from the stomach, scoop the meat out of the shell, marinade it in vinegar, then cook in a crock pot. Learn something new every day...
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Oh Boy!
The story continues...
And it looks like a bumpy ride already.
May the Force be with you!
I've actually heard that armadillo is quite tasty. I'm not sure I'd cut, gut and slow cook one myself... but ya never know what might happen when desparation kicks in. haha!
I agree with Aaron that it looks like you're already in for a bumpy ride. I truly hope that things get better for ya and that you're on your own and able to do as YOU need without some trainer and his/her bum truck holdin ya back!
what!!
why didn't you call me?? I could've came down to fonturkey for a quick bowl of armadillo.
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