As I was loaded the night before and the first load was only going to our Helmsley store, which I can't get into until eight in the morning I didn't rush. I had plenty of time and I'd seen the tickets for my second load, not much there and no collection. So all set for an early, four thirty, finish, easy. Why is it that every time I have a late start something goes wrong, this time it wasn't even my fault. I completed my second load in good time, I even had time for a lunch hour, yes a whole hour and I was back in the yard with ample time to load for Monday, all too easy, I should have known better. I was just closing my curtains ready to get my tickets confirmed when who should come wandering round the yard but our very own transport controller. "How's your back?" That was when I smelled a rat and became cautious.
"Not bad, improving."
"Good, you can go with Rusty and Andrew to swap a tonne of horse feed."
And that was the end of my early finish, off we go to the top of Sutton Bank to drop off a tonne of horse feed and load up the product that was incorrect. In the delivery drivers defence, he had delivered the product stated on the ticket, trouble was the ticket was wrong. So by the time I got back into the yard it was now half past five. Oh well that's life sometimes.
See you Monday.
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