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{"text":"I delivered to a store yesterday and it’s tiny. I had to swap trailers off the door and do a bit of yard work. I had to park my fully loaded trailer in half the drive because it was the only place with concrete. Everything was super hot asphalt. No way was I ever going to lift it again if I had to hand crank it out of that hot stuff. So a rich guy driving by called the police who I guess sent an ambulance because I was struggling and I’m really white so my face was super red. And they watched me struggle for a while. All my clocks run out. I was so tired. Apparently they didn’t have the heart to ask if I was ok. They tried scooting back in their seats so I couldn’t see them. Seriously. Like I’m 5 year old. Maybe they thought I was a meth head from MI. I am going to be so glad to get out of here. 1 more hour! ","videos":"[]","link":"{}","pics":"[]","canComment":true,"externalShare":false} |
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