Saturday, August 31, 2024

Bad Lucker Trucker

 Bad Lucker Trucker


Today, just before I was getting ready to leave work, I heard a voice from the shipping dock downstairs. All it did was shout “Hello!” about 20 times. It was pretty irritating. I wanted to yell back, “If you can’t see any shippers, it’s probably because they went home, so shut the hell up!” I’m a polite person, though, and decided to just go home and, as I passed the screamer, tell him that if he couldn’t see anybody, it’s because he’s blind.

So I went downstairs, and the guy was holding a pallet jack handle downwards trying to prevent a pallet with about a ton of boxed steel goods in them from flipping over backwards. He said he’d been yelling for help and nobody could hear him. He never used the word ‘help’ once when he was yelling. He asked if I could help him but I figured, “This guy’s a trucker. Screw him and the truck he rode in on. Nobody needs truckers anyway”. But then I realized that if there were no truckers, no one would be filling grocery stores and my roommate would be sad because she couldn’t force me to eat food that I don’t like. She’d be entirely lacking joy.

So, out of concern over my roommate’s happiness, I went to help the trucker. He tried pushing the pallet from the back while I pressed down on the handle and tried to pull it but we couldn’t get anywhere. If no one pushed down on that pallet jack’s handle, the pallet would fall backwards away from the dock and probably into the truck.

But, surprisingly, I had a thought. We didn’t have time for me to continue daydreaming so I asked him to push down on the pallet jack handle and pull it toward hisself or himself or something. Then I grabbed two broken pieces of wood. Jammed them under the back of the pallet and lifted them up. This got the pallet to tip forward so it would roll back onto the flat shipping floor. 

That trucker was happy. He wanted to know where the shippers were because someone was usually there at 5:00 pm. I told him the shippers were known jerks who drank alcohol and had knife fights all day and I punched out and split.



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