When I was a preload sup I used to dream of being a driver...............
Where I was at, , I knew every area, right down to the sequence number and could find ones that always were brought in for look ups.
I thought, How cool it will be when I am a driver. And I just kept dreaming that they would let me go driving........ and then I would get up at 3am and go to work.
Sometimes I would get home and grab a nap before the kids got home, and I would wake up, look at the clock, and say HOLY smile*its 330 and I am so late. Then try to call the center to tell them I was running late, hoping my sup had beat me to work......... for once, and the afternoon clerk would answer and I would realize it was pm, not am......and hang up.....Happened alot.
Then one night..........I "dreamed"
I was delivering in a town 70 miles from home where I had never been in my life, and I felt like I was having a heart attack. I panicked and couldnt read my map, it was 10:15 and I had 3 air left. I finally got my bearings and got them off, and then I realized my dream had come true. Actually I wasnt dreaming, it was a nightmare, but I was awake......... I was a driver, in a town I didnt know, in a center I didnt know a soul. Where I had no friends, because they thought I was on the fast track to full time mgmt., or sense of direction. Where I would be lucky if I could find my building again, much less all these addresses. Welcome to my world as a driver, my prayers had been answered, I had arrived.
Moral of the story could be.
Be careful what you pray for,>>>>>>> it may come true.