Late this morning I went back to the same place I delivered to last night. I was to pick up some pieces going to a sand blasting company in Oak Creek, WI (just South of Milwaukee). When I got there I found out that the large piece was 12 feet wide. Over sized load.
I called the dispatcher to find out if he knew it was a wide load as he had failed to mention that fact earlier. It turns out the customer hadn't told him. I told him if he wanted me to haul it he would have to call and get more money for it as the rate for over sized loads is much higher than the standard rate. He agreed.
One of the managers at the place came out to speak with me, and told me that "A" had called and it had been an honest oversight on their part and of course they would pay the over size rate. Cool. Load it up.
After loading, securing, and putting on all of my oversized load signs and flags, I called the sand blasting place for directions and to let them know I was on my way. It was now 1:30 and they were a good 90 minutes away. She said they stopped receiving at 3:00 and if I didn't make it before then they wouldn't unload it.
The hell you say! I called "A" and relayed this to him. He said to start heading that way and he would make a call. A few minutes later he called me back and said that they will indeed take it when I get there as they didn't want to pay our outrageous storage fees for the weekend. Cool.
I got there and got unloaded. The guys didn't seem really happy about it but they were smart enough to not say so to my face.
I now have to pick up a crate in Milwaukee and take it back to the yard with me. As it's now rush hour I am sitting in the truck stop having some dinner, surfing the net, and, once I have finished eating, doing a bit of knitting. I figure if I hang around here until 6:00 traffic will have time to thin out a bit and I won't have such a difficult drive in there.
I figure I'll get back to the yard around 8:00 or so. Kind of late, but no biggie as I don't plan to do a damn thing after that but relax.