And today turned into a cluster. The critters were all into the corral. Sorting went well. By then it was 10:00. Two big trucks were scheduled to be there at 10:00. No trucks. B called the dispatch to find out when the trucks would be there. Dispatch said what trucks? B said the ones I scheduled with you a week ago. Hmmmm no trucks available. On it went for a while. The two he had scheduled have the longer 3 axcel trailers that can haul 63,000. His truck is the standard older truck that hauls 49,000 pounds. He is like well lets get started with what we have. Put 80 calves on his truck. At some point during this B gets a call. One truck will be there in about 2 hours. I had taken my trailer because I had 3 calves in the mess. Forget my calves for now. Put a load on my trailer. I took off. While unloading his semi backs in. The driver tells me that B loaded a trailer and is on his way. The other truck had arrived and was loading. When I got back to the corral there was 68 calves still in the pen. B's semi gets to make another trip. While all this was going on B's banker was coming to make an inspection of B's cow numbers. Not one of those things you can't cancel if you want to stay in good graces with the banker.
But you have to admire someone who cusses about someone eloquently. I heard him say that XX trucking company had a dispatcher who was a one legged blind lesbian midget and she never had an issue getting trucks there on time. He didn't say that directly to the dispatcher because at that point he was still trying to get trucks.
