Still sitting at the TA in Tonopah, AZ. I was at the service counter at 7 a.m. when they ordered the part. That was FIVE STINKIN’ HOURS AGO! I was just informed that either my part went to the wrong TA or the courier got the wrong part, I couldn’t understand which. Bottom line: somebody is going back to get it and it will be an hour and a half before they can begin to complete my simple repair. HAH!
There is so much that is beyond the control of a truck driver. If it was just driving truck, this would be a great, if low-paying, gig. As it is, being a truck driver is an ongoing lesson in patience and attitude control. Unfortunately for me, for most of my life I have been an impatient jerk. I thought I had made remarkable progress on this front over the past ten years. I am now reverting to my old impatient self.
I gotta find a trucking gig that pays a day rate or hourly wage, or pays me enough to float me through these lulls. As it is, it is impossible for me to be blase about other jerks interfering with my ability to earn a living.
For the record, I have only had one decent experience with service work performed by TAs. That one event was the simple removal of a trailer skirt that had been damaged before I picked it up. The job required a workman with a wrench. He didn’t have to do anything except remove a (rather large) part. He did it expeditiously and didn’t screw it up. That was at a PETRO (same company as TA) in Carlisle, Pennsylvania.