Sunday, 30 May 2010

The sat nav dies for good






As the sat nav dies for the 100th time in the truck on Friday I have had to finally give in and admit its gone.

Ive been keeping it alive with regular bulletins from Tom Tom help and lots and lots of luck.

As soon as I approach a junction or a roundabout , the old boy seems to feel the need to reboot or just flash me a wink that it needs recharging and then drops out.

I have a small One, that's not an embarrassing admission on my part, it means I also have a Tom Tom One.
I carry it for emergency's because I have relied on Sat nav so heavily ever since I have driven lorries and it will be out on Tuesday morning.

The old Tom Tom will be offered up as a sacrifice to the vultures on eBay and then hopefully on Wednesday my new improved model will arrive and wel'l spend the next few weeks getting used to each other.

The last week has been very slow regarding work for our yard and even though I spent a few long days out, as a company we had on average ten units sitting idle every day last week and the week before last as well.

With the Con Dem alliance telling us how hard it is going to be for us poor working people and then paying their "boyfriends" mortgage off to the sum of £40,000 with our money, I don't see it getting any better any time soon either.

I had a long day on Friday starting with a 7 am in Tunbridge Wells and a simple collection just next to the Dartford crossing for 12 am.

Simple is not a word I should use in the haulage industry though because nothing is ever simple.

It should be simple, because all we are actually doing is picking things up and dropping things off, but simple, No.
I had a go to a freight haulage firm and collect 5 tonnes of wrapping paper, I turned up on time but the customer hadn't even paid for the goods so A two hour wait was in order.

I was eventua lly given a bay number between 1 and 5 ! , you pick the one you want and then wait around your back doors until a forkie finds you and decides to bring your goods, then you load your self and if your lucky , your free to go.

I was unlucky, because it took them four hours to sort out , what I was having , where it was going , and who was going to bring it to me. I was eventually presented with 8 pallets of cellophane wrap weighing 5 tonnes.

I tried to get it down the ramp and onto the truck without a mishap but it was pretty difficult stopping it running away down the loading dock.

I got it all on in the end and I finally left Dartford Industrial Park at around 4 pm.

I arrived back at the customer at 8 pm and I was itching for them to make just one tiny comment about the time, just one, about but thankfully they had been pre warned and it was there non payment that had slowed down the whole process in the first place.




Was it left or right ? both seemed impossible to pass but the builder was waiting at the end of one of these lanes.



This is what you call dining out!




Ive got a long weekend ahead of me and I plan on doing absolutely nothing.

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