Mute Day

Its not Monday for me its Mute day. I cant speak on Doctors orders.

I have been struggling with my voice all weekend and lost it completely on Saturday night and through Sunday.
I was expecting to have the day off and took the opportunity to see the doctor.
I wish I hadn't of bothered.
I showed her my throat and she told me it look very red but nothing to worry about, this Dr who I have been bringing my kids to for 5 years, suffering with chronic Eczema as well as all the other childhood ailments you would usually expect then asked me if I had children! , she didn't remember me even though she had my name on her screen as a clue. I was a little bit disarmed by this but I continued to believe I was in the best hands. She then criticised my for gargling with salt water all night insisting it was ghastly and of no use at all. I have the leftovers of a nasty throat infection but I seem to be over the worst was her diagnosis
I told her I thought it was actually getting steadily worse since the beginning of the week. No she said it was getting better.
She was seriously lacking in empathy.
I didn't want any sympathy or a magic cure but the Doctor delighted in telling me , "there is no magic pill you know" I felt Like I had wasted my time.
Her advice when I told her it hurt to talk was "Don't Talk then"
She asked me what I did as a job , and when I told her I was a Lorry driver she said oh that's OK then you wont need to talk much will you!
I left there feeling really annoyed and like I had been accused of wasting her time, good job I didn't bother her with all my little ailments and worries .
I have to concede one thing though , I don't feel as ill as I did when I went to her,
I decided to spite her and prove that I wont be ill if she decides I'm not. weird I know, maybe its alternative medicine .
Turns out work cant cope without me after all So I have been dispatched over to Birmingham with a delivery so important its coming over twice, Ill explain later .

Ok, So I pick up my delivery for Brum and collect some other stuff for tomorrow at the same time, only the stuff for tomorrow is going to exactly the same place as the stuff for today ....... you still with me? but they wont take the stuff for tomorrow until tomorrow , even though I'm there today with today's stuff. That make sense? They even asked me what that stuff is , I said its for tomorrow , they said oh , see you tomorrow then.

that's the crazy world of Haulage, you take stuff all around the country and some bod decides it wasn't booked in , or your to early or to late and it just goes straight back to where it came from , over and over again it happens and its the big players that are usually the worst.
I picked up some stuff for Central London today and I was taking the piss in the yard because it was for the 24th floor of a tower block in the City, Me and the other lorry drivers were laughing at the thought of the van driver with his sack barrow going up and down the lift....... guess what ? yeah you know it ! its my last drop 4 pm in the city .....
I'm going to be posting a few pics of the view I hope ,
Ill post tomorrow I think