Finally leaving delivery. I wasn't held up by the fuel filter, but by the customer. One guy kept telling me one thing, and someone else kept telling me another. In the end I sat out in the parking lot for so long because no one knew I was out there. Christ, one guy I talked to twice was working the receiving desk. He didn't know I was out there?

I got USX to send out road service for the fuel filter. By the time I got to the consignee I was barely going. I limped into the parking lot. My plan was to get emptied, pick up the next load, and then go back down to the TA truckstop in Florence to get the fuel filter changed. The truck had other ideas. Now I don't have a preplan. USX had to take it off of me because of the delays.