Tanks are not for me

I have to apologise first of all for the fuzzy pictures, there wasn't much to look at on this course so snapped the props but it was on my phone.

I learned a lot on this course and whether I passed or not I will always remember one thing.

I hate working with other people. I get along with them at the time and I'm not rude and I can even put up with there nonsense and be polite to them.
I just cant stand it when they bore me with trivial details of their jobs or their lives.

We were all there to learn about "The Carriage Of Dangerous Good " and we were all there to be taught by an expert. Then why were so many of the Trainees all so called experts as well?
"We don't do that at our place" and "they do it this way at ours" or "I would do that" or "I would do this".
We had to listen to one bore while he gave us a full list of what kit he carried in his van.

I think its called participation but I would rather here the man we paid to talk , Talk.

I was given an amazing nugget of pointless information just before my last exam on Friday afternoon.
The bloke even told the room " I have a pointless piece of information, not connected in any way to what we are talking about" I groaned and dropped my head onto the table as he went on.
"The people who make best of both bread, now make cobs as well"

Whowwww , I was tempted to leave the room before the last exam and rush into a supermarket and demand these new life changing cobs.
I was just about to break exam protocol and turn on my phone to text my wife this revelation. This information was hot of the press from this privileged insider whose wife was lucky enough to work for a company that had literally re - invented sliced bread!

I managed to restrain myself and the exam started. I was lost though. I had slowly lost the will to live, not just my colleague with his bread anecdote but it had been slowly building up all week.

I like being in a lorry, in the middle of nowhere with something to deliver and somewhere to find. Not stuck in a room of bores with something to prove and to much to say.

I enjoyed the learning but not the learning process.

I struggled to concentrate after the main exams.
Thursday afternoon was the start of the Tanker module and I couldn't concentrate.

The information just wouldn't sink in. I read and re read the notes and listened as hard as I could but I was just drifting away. I think the exams had taken it out of me. The last time I was in a class room was 1984!

A lot of the others said the same thing , how they were exhausted when they got in. Most of us were used to working a 12 - 15 hour days but we were shattered after 7 hours in a classroom.

When the exam on Tankers came round I didn't feel confident at all.
I was right because I didn't see any of the answers jump out at me. I had to work for everyone.
They are all multiple choice and the answer is written down in front of you but I didn't see them.
I guessed at best on at least 5.

I was told it was the easiest exam of them all but they are only easy if you know the answers aren't they ?

I cant stress any more though it all over and nothings going to change the outcome so Ill wait for my results but I wont hold my breath.

I have been offered a few days on various agency's this week but they have all been while I was unavailable on this ADR course.
I hope I get a few more offers next week . I just want to drive a truck again.