I find it really hard to concentrate on writing when I'm so pissed, I can't see straight.
I finished all my routes without any help...barely. For all I know, I'm going to get suspended for three days for going over 60 hours...and I really don't care right now. My week was that bad.
I broke down 3 days in a row, and had to refuse to drive down some roads that were under construction...3 times in the same day.
In addition, I had a stop added to my route, which is no big deal...except I wasn't told about the stop until I was 1/2 hour away from it...and that was the closest I was ever going to get for the rest of the day.
Oh, the roads I refused to go down becuase of construction? I refused to go down them because the risk of getting my truck stuck, or, even worse, tipping it over, were too great. The next day, another driver, who was braver than I, went down the road...and got stuck. Sometimes, I really hate being right...this wasn't one of those times.