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March 2002

Arnold's
School Journal
Male, 32 years young
Introduction
My name is Arnold. I've wanted to be a truck
driver ever since I was a little boy. I remember taking trips to W. Virginia
and seeing all the big rigs on the road, all the while my dad had T.
McCall's "Convoy" playing in the tape deck. I also remember hearing "6 Days
on the Road" a lot too. After various management jobs with different
companies and a stint rebuilding transmissions, I came to my current dead
end job, stocking groceries at a local Bi-Lo. This job came about after
nearly breaking off my foot with a tranny out of a Ford F350 4x4. My
disability rating prevents me from picking up anything over 200#'s. Most
trannys weigh at least that much.
Any way, I missed the big pay checks, and
started looking at other job options, and trucking came up. Long haul is
what I want to do. But I didn't know how my wife would feel about it. I kind
of casually mentioned it and she asked how much could you make? I showed her
the numbers. She approved on one condition, I must call EVERY night, and NO
lot lizards! Since I love my wife, this was an easy compromise to accept.
I'll be starting my training in about a week, wish me luck!
First Week.
March 17, 2002
The first day at school was basically filling
out more paperwork for the first 4-5 hours. It took this long because the
instructors could only see one at a time, although there is only eleven of
us, afterwards we all went to lunch. When we got back it was time to start
cramming, and I mean CRAMMING, all that CDL info into our brains. After
school ended at 5:00,I checked into the hotel and went to sleep almost as
soon as my head hit the pillow.
The second day was more of the same, cramming
for the CDL test. Some of us also needed to see the doctor for our DOT
physicals. Passed my physical and drug screen with no problem. I learned a
lot and could see some students struggling to keep up. Myself and other
students tried to help those having trouble keeping up.
Third day; time to take the CDL permit test!
We all drove 45 minutes(!) to the place we would be taking the test. The
school chose this location because they aren't computerized yet. The test is
still on paper. Giving you the chance to change your answers if needed. I
just took it and turned it in after making sure I answered all the
questions. Some did change some answers, but ended up changing right answers
to wrong ones, and failing the exam. One student failed the eye test and
couldn't even take the test. Out of eleven, only two of us passed. I was one
of the two, thankfully.
Fourth day; I grossly underestimated my living
funds for this week, had to borrow 10 dollars from a secretary at school so
I could eat and put some gas in my Mustang. I've been calling my wife every
night and she was aware of my financial woes, Western Unioned me 50 bucks.
Myself and the others (a couple of guys already had CDL's) that passed, had
to sit through more CDL review. I thought this was a waste of my time, and I
should be on the "field" learning some straight backing. But I understand
the instructors want us to stick together as a class. Friday, last day of
the week; FINALLY get to pre-trip and drive a truck. While the others went
to take their CDL test again. I got to drive the "Terminator" an old c.o.e
Pete. Straight backing was pretty easy for me to learn, pulling around and
setting up for a straight back, now that's a completely different monster
all together. But I soon got the hang of it and moved on to the 90*, or
blind backing. This was a little harder, but I did it on the second try. The
instructor told me most students don't get this till the second week. After
doing this a few times, my tooth ache finally got to me and I asked to leave
early. My tooth had been hurting all week, and I had been taking Motrins
like they were candy. I thought I could drive home in time to catch a
dentist. I found one Saturday, and all he did was give me some antibiotics
and told me to come back in a week. Guess it absessed. It still hurts like
the dickens, but I'll "grin and bear it" next week. Until next week then.
Disaster!!
March 29, 2002
This should be my 3rd week of training, but
there was some kind of thing with the finance companies that sent EVERYONE
home last week! From what I've been hearing, a lot of training centers are
shutting down temporarily because of this. So I've spent the past week
looking for other alternatives. I quit my job to pursue this venture, so I
had to do something, and quick! I saw an ad in last Sunday's paper for CR
England. I went to see the recruiter and asked him a lot of questions
(Thanks Newbie Truck Driver for the help!). I'll be going to their training
facility in Spartanburg SC on the 10th.After about two weeks there, I'll be
assigned a trainer for 25,000 miles (about 4-6 weeks) and then, if I pass
that, I'll be sent to Salt Lake City, Utah for advanced training. This is
where they assign me my own truck. I won't be able to update this for some
time, but I'll be keeping a written journal, and will update from that when
I can. Wish me luck guy's and gal's, see you when I can. Oh, BTW, I can't
wait to bring my truck home, it'll bug the crap out of one of my snobby
neighbors, the one that's always calling the cops because my dogs bark.
Isn't that what they're supposed to do? Later.
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