I wish the following was satire, but alas, it was reality: 1. Enter Training Room. 2. Union Steward strong-arms an uncompelling argument for joining a Union (with uncompelling video argument to match). Insisted on jotting down mine and others' names because we asked to review the Teamsters application at home before we signed anything. 3. 30 minutes of a safety trainer explaining how long it takes to become a driver. (No actual safety or operations training provided, but I did receive a pretty booklet and some sheets of paper.) 4. Placed in a pen to work. A supervisor offers a 60 second explanation of the task at hand; Left to load a truck by myself for an hour. 5. Done with loading. Asked by supervisor if I was now familiar with the numerous checkpoints on the Crossroads Day 1 page. "No sir, I was hired an hour before you met me." 6. "Oh. Well then, this is how you operate a belt, and this is where you stand if there's a disaster. Sign the bottom of the page. I'll see you tomorrow and we'll discover how fast you can load!" -FIN- /thanks for the heads up, Brown Cafe. I should have known what to expect after month of lurking here!