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Location: Kingman, AZ

I... am a moron.  Johnny does not question this moron apparently.  Together, two of us made what is quite possibly the greatest blunder of my driving career to date.  This is all related to the fact that I am posting this from Kingman, where I posted from last night.

I actually drove some more last night.  At about 6am I couldn't go any longer, even though there was still another hour until Johnny could drive.  I wrote down some directions for him and went to bed.  About an hour and a half later he got up and got us moving again.  I vaguely remember all of this.

At 11:30am I woke up... the truck was moving....

...westward because that is what I had mistakenly wrote down on the directions for Johnny while half-alive at 6am this morning.  He had just come to this realization when he saw a sign for Los Angeles and woke me up to ask me about my gorss error.  We just drove 240 miles in the wrong direction.


I'm a moron.  And now I have to explain this to my dispatcher.  Sheesh.

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Fear not, for I have a story that might make you feel a little better.
During Super Bowl weekend I got a load that hooked to an empty trailer in Houston Sunday morning. Then I went to New Bronfelds Where I was going to load on Monday morning. It was a gravy load, but I figured that was because of the game. After the load I was supposed to drop the loaded trailer in Houston for a relay.
I arrived at the "shipper" to get loaded on monday morning. When I got there I told them I was here to get loaded. They asked me where the load was.
I looked at my load assignment again to show them. Well, it turns out I was supposed to hook to an empty trailer in Houston on Sunday morning, live load in Beaumont on Sunday morning, and then deliver in New Bronfelds on Monday morning.
I had some explaining to do.

Oh man that sucks. I've made mistakes before, but this is the first one of this magnitude.

One time, there was an error made by my dispatchers in the information they sent that resulted in a 700+ mile deadhead trip. It occurred over a weekend. On Monday morning they came in and asked me about a load I should've had in between that would've made about 500 miles of that loaded, but I knew nothing about it. Of course, that wasn't my fault.

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