Hey. I'll admit it. I worked with quite a few 'tards. Especially the younger ones with no work ethic.
I miss us "original bunch". 1971. 34 drivers. I became no. 35.
Every one of us knew every other guy's wife and children by age and name.
You'd go out into the parking lot at 3:00 AM after a 15 hr. day in a blizzard and your car was shoveled out for you.
All hand loads on 1,000,000 mile equiptment.
Today? Almost 300 drivers going Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I need a new tractor. my radio doesn't work.
Today, they are all 'tards. Trust me.
Too often now I get a call that one of us has died.
I wonder who gets to open the wine and give a toast. I hope it's me and I hope it isn't.
Ah, pftttttttttttt. Sorry. Got carried away....