USX got us again. That fucked up little load they gave us got worse. Now we're going to Jacksonville. We're almost garaunteed to sit in Jax. U.S. Xpress hasn't done right by us in years. I think we had forgotten how they treat their drivers, insulated as we were on Ray's board. Not that Ray didn't fuck us over, but at least we talked to him on the phone and in person. Now we are a number in a database; an abstract idea. And all we really want is for someone, anyone!, to give a shit.