Working nights in feeders is so much different than the package car days. If you're dragging and getting drowsy, time is like being back in high school, just dying, waiting for that clock to hit the end of 6TH hour. If you might be out on the road by yourself, driving down a dark, straight highway, you might question why you ever came back to feeders. Yeah, it's easy, but it can be tedious and lonely. Everything that package car wasn't.
But then, you have times when you're riding in a UPS convoy and the crackle of the CB makes you forget all about being tired. The
flies, the stories get exaggerated, but it's all good, because you're thumping with the good guys. The hive is safer than anything out on the road, because from front to back, we've got each other's backs. And on nights like this, you think, this is how it's supposed to be.
Naturally, management HATES it when we ride together. But, hey, who's surprised, right?