A bunch of useless crap
Published on February 27, 2007 By MasonM In Blogging
I'm sitting at the port in Philly. I just loaded an oversized crate and am waiting for permits so I can move with it. It's some sort of giant machine used to make chocolate of all things. Now it's a matter of time. I can move after the sun sets because it's an oversized load, and I also can't move with it until at least the PA permit arrives via fax.

Now it's a question of who will win this little race. Will Mother nature win and the sun go down on me sitting here in this port, or will our technology get the permit here in time for me to not only be able to move out but to reach a truck stop before the sun sets?

It's now 2:30PM Eastern time. I still have a few hours before the sun sets. I really don't wish to spend the night sitting here in this trash heap of an area. I need to get rolling very soon or I'll be unable to reach a safe harbor for the night. At this point, until the permits arrive, I don't even know what route I need to take or I'd just try to sneak on out and reach a truck stop. Any guess I might make regarding the route would probably be wrong, so I'll just have to sit here and hope the permit folks are on top of their game today and get them sent out right away.

But I'm not holding my breath.

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on Feb 27, 2007
Technology is fickle. Mother nature is relentless. No one changes her, or her time table.
on Feb 27, 2007
Go go goodluck on the permits
on Feb 27, 2007
I know what it is like w/ permits.. good luck the permit office actually sends you the correct permit, going to the correct location, and it actually is in time..... Keep it between the ditches!
on Feb 27, 2007
It's some sort of giant machine used to make chocolate of all things.


Dude, I'll give you like, twenty bucks to bring it to my house. S'all I got in my wallet.
on Feb 27, 2007

Dude, I'll give you like, twenty bucks to bring it to my house. S'all I got in my wallet.

Chocoholics!  Tssch!

on Feb 27, 2007


I decided to cheat and run up the road anyway. I took an educated guess as to the route and headed out. Just about the time I reached a truck stop I got a call that the permits were in. Turns out I picked the right route. Turns out there's a bar next to this truck stop.

The rest is history, or will be one day.
on Feb 27, 2007
Turns out there's a bar next to this truck stop.


damn the luck!   
on Feb 28, 2007
Oh Mason... I know had sad it must have been for you to guess the correct route, get to the truck stop and having to be at a truck stop that had a bar next to it....

(Don't look now.. but us Chocoholics are hijacking your load... don't worry.. we will provide our own transportation... no way am I going to mess w/ your truck.)
on Feb 28, 2007

Turns out there's a bar next to this truck stop.

Better tracking than a blood hound!

on Feb 28, 2007
I'm running with another of our drivers, hauling the same thing that I am. We are now sitting just outside of Harrisburg, PA waiting for the morning curfew to end so we can pass through Harrisburg. We're not allowed to go through until 9:00am.

I should have slept in a bit.
on Feb 28, 2007

Technology is fickle. Mother nature is relentless. No one changes her, or her time table.


Very true.
on Feb 28, 2007

Go go goodluck on the permits


Thanks
on Feb 28, 2007

I know what it is like w/ permits.. good luck the permit office actually sends you the correct permit, going to the correct location, and it actually is in time..... Keep it between the ditches!


Yeah, getting permits can be interesting sometimes.
on Feb 28, 2007

It's some sort of giant machine used to make chocolate of all things.




Dude, I'll give you like, twenty bucks to bring it to my house. S'all I got in my wallet.



on Feb 28, 2007

Turns out there's a bar next to this truck stop.


damn the luck!   


Yeah, terrible isn't it?
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