Finally Leaving Wilson

I'm just leaving Wilson, NC. See what I get for expecting too much? My drop & hook was a live load. I just spent six hours being loaded. But that's no big deal. It happens. I got some sleep.

The bad part comes in what happens next. Getting out of the shipper so late throws me right into the clutches of the day shift. And I've come to expect nothing from them but diabolical pettiness and Ripley's-worthy ineptitude. I'll have my fingers crossed, but it's Friday morning. If they're going to screw me over, intentional or not, it'll be today.