NOW it is official. This trip from Justin, Texas to Oakland, California is “The Trip From Hell”.
Yesterday I passed on a comment to this blog to Joe. A man left a request for information about acquiring a trailer and a boom for he and his wife to do this job.
Lest I forget the blessed life I lead and the fantastic job I have, there are some days that really try me. Crabby Gertrude (my quashed alter ego that desperately tries to take over) slips past my defenses and she takes over. The “Poor Me” attitude comes out and the whining and blaming commences.
To keep things in perspective – and get Gertrude back in the can – humor and levity is needed.
We checked out of the $114 plus tax hotel (Best Western Rio Grande)across town to one more in line with our budget nearer the Inland Kenworth shop at $49 (tax included) a night (Days Inn Midtown). Not a flea bag but a well worn and aging property.
When we took the pickup down from the trailer on Saturday, at the Best Western, we found one of the windows of our shell had been shattered. We had to find a Lowe’s to have some plexiglass cut and some really good duck tape – Gorilla Glue Duck Tape – to attach the plexiglass.
Yesterday, before checking into the Days Inn, we stopped by the Inland Kenworth place to see what had been found in the diagnostic of my truck.
The “Automatic Transmission Tech” was not going to be in. The Service Desk Supervisor was falling all over himself apologizing for our continued delay in getting out of Albuquerque. The specialist would be in on Tuesday.
We waited in the Driver’s Lounge while a tech was scared up to at least run some computer diagnostics to find the “Fault Codes”.
The reclining furniture provided for the comfort of waiting and tired drivers looked inviting.
I got in the chair, laid it back, and enjoyed the soft comfort of cushioned leather that welcomed me in its softness. Getting OUT of the chair was problematic. My fat belly got in the way and I had to roll myself off the chair supported by the footstool.
Crabby Gert thought it would be good to just leave Joe alone to struggle out of the chair all by himself since it was his bright idea to get me in one in the first place.
Joe’s iPhone has been giving him fits for the last couple of months. His battery will indicate it is 52% full then it will turn itself off as if the battery died. He has to put the phone on charge. When it turns itself back on it indicates 62% full.
AT&T says to take his phone to the Apple store. We made a “Genius” appointment for 4:50 pm yesterday to get his phone fixed.
In the interim we tried to find some place to eat, get moved out of the Best Western and into the Days Inn.
Arriving at Apple in downtown Albuquerque we had an hours wait before a “Genius” could assist Joe. Diagnostics were run, some tweaking to the “Firmware” was applied and we were told to have a seat in the store to allow the battery to get back to the 50% point when it normally shuts down.
Now we do have some grumbling about Apple and the imperial attitude they have BUT when it comes to customer service Apple can’t be beat.
Our “Genius” returned to check on the phones progress while he was between customers. The phone died at 51% while it was in his hands.
4-1/2 hours later Joe has a new phone because his old one just had the “Green Weenie” (Joe’s terminology not mine).
It was nearing 10 pm (our time) when we left the Apple store and went across the street to get something to eat.
Upon arrival at our pickup to finally head to the hotel I found our pickup had been broken into in the parking lot.
The twerps took the bag our GPS is stored in but left the GPS behind. They grabbed our really old and no longer used “Drug Bag” that used to hold all of Joe’s prescriptions. A plastic 44ounce drink cup we toss loose change in and other small things – like the two Swiss Army knives Joe had lost and later replaced only to find them between the seat cushions.
The major expensive item stolen was his Mamiya Camera that he treasures. I took it out of the pickup at the Best Western but neglected to take it out at the Days Inn.
All told, we were ripped off to the tune of about $2,000. Damn people that can’t keep their hands to themselves. The police were called and a report has been filed.
Everything can be replaced sooner or later. Joe and I are well. The pickup wasn’t damaged much. The twerps didn’t have enough time to do some really serious financial damage to us.
Just so you know. All the television shows, like CSI, are just that – entertainment and not factual. We’ve had to deal with several break ins over the 12 years I’ve been doing this and each time the fingerprint experts tell us the surfaces the twerps touch will only show the factory grain of the surfaces and not give up any fingerprints.
Gertrude wants to carry a 45 and go around shooting people. That is why she spends her life in the can.
Frustrated, and fed up both of us are at the events that have transpired this week.
Good news has come from the Kenworth shop. We will be able to leave Albuquerque today. Seems a wire somewhere in the guts of the truck has worked itself loose and has been shorting out causing all the trouble.
Thanks to NyQuill
Joe is finding relief from his hacking up a lung. The crud is breaking loose and he is able to get it out of his system. Plus it has helped him to get some good recuperative sleep the past couple of nights.
I’m going to be so glad when this trip is finally OVER!
Thank God these don’t happen often. If they did I would not be doing this job. I’d take to waiting tables at Denny’s to get away from all this mayhem.
Here’s hoping your week goes well and Mayhem doesn’t visit you.