Rolling from Bedford Park customer. I switched the rejected trailer and brought another back. Then I had a run-in with Stan, the resident asshole. He came marching onto the trailer while I was still sweeping it. I said "There's nothing wrong with this trailer, Stan." He said "I'll be the one to decide that." So I said "Yeah, that's sort of the problem around here, isn't it?"

Fucker. I knew from the way he was going over the trailer that he was looking for some reason to reject it. It's a perfectly good trailer! I can almost guarantee you that he'll reject it. I swept the fucking thing twice, used a crowbar to pull up some errant nails, and swept it again. And I bet you the son-of-a-bitch rejects it.