The Best Bits About Being A Lorry Driver
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On nights you don't get the legs view,but it is known for the occasional adventurous people to come past and sit level with the cab with the interior light on,their missus in the passenger seat either doing a bit of booby flashing or nothing at all 
More seriously I enjoy being left alone,with trunking they aren't demanding to know where I,am all the time.I get left to get on with it and they know they don't need to check up on me.Any problems I will call.
More seriously I enjoy being left alone,with trunking they aren't demanding to know where I,am all the time.I get left to get on with it and they know they don't need to check up on me.Any problems I will call.
The sensible answer to this is that you get a nice sense of belonging to the last professional transport bastion when a fellow driver flashes you in after an overtake.
Silly answer is a story, not me but a mate who drives for a big garden centre.
One night he was stopped in Honiton in a layby and was tucked up in bed about to sleep when he had a knock on the door, he assumed it was a copper telling him he could not park there but when he drew back the curtain to look he found it was a naked bird asking if he wanted to give her a portion. He says he declined as he is married... We have questioned this ever since but he won't crack. He actually said she was stunning and if he was not married he would have bagged up and jumped in.
Silly answer is a story, not me but a mate who drives for a big garden centre.
One night he was stopped in Honiton in a layby and was tucked up in bed about to sleep when he had a knock on the door, he assumed it was a copper telling him he could not park there but when he drew back the curtain to look he found it was a naked bird asking if he wanted to give her a portion. He says he declined as he is married... We have questioned this ever since but he won't crack. He actually said she was stunning and if he was not married he would have bagged up and jumped in.
I do like the occasional (it's only happened to me twice) bit of respect or recognition you get from "civilians" when you're simply doing your job.
When I was seconded to Travis Perkins in Warrington, I had to deliver to some really poxy little, hard to get to Builder's Merchant's yards.
Whilst manoeuvring into a particularly tricky one (down Slack Street in Macclesfield, if anyone knows it) a bloke who kindly moved his car said "I don't know how much they're paying you mate, but it's not enough."
And then, after performing a perfect 0-point turn in a (somewhat bigger) yard in Stoke (Simmons), one of the customers said "I was impressed by that turn mate, didn't even know they could do that!"
When I was seconded to Travis Perkins in Warrington, I had to deliver to some really poxy little, hard to get to Builder's Merchant's yards.
Whilst manoeuvring into a particularly tricky one (down Slack Street in Macclesfield, if anyone knows it) a bloke who kindly moved his car said "I don't know how much they're paying you mate, but it's not enough."
And then, after performing a perfect 0-point turn in a (somewhat bigger) yard in Stoke (Simmons), one of the customers said "I was impressed by that turn mate, didn't even know they could do that!"
Just past the bit where they usually have the traffic lights.
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