Question #1:

Right breed of dog for me to choose?

I am currently considering taking a job driving a truck, I would like to have some sort of company on the road. If I do this I want to get a medium to large breed of dog that can handle life on the road. Also I have a GSD puppy but I don't know how well she could take it due to the fact that there wouldn't be a lot of exercise involved. Would the GSD be good, or would it be best suited for another breed and if so what breeds would be good?
If I get a dog more suited for riding than a GSD then the GSD will stay at home with my wife and baby.
would heelers actually do well in this type of situation because my wife had one when we got married and she was the most active dog I have ever seen and loved to run. We didn't have the space or room for her to run at the beginning so we had to find her a new home where she had plenty of room to run.

Question #2:

So, a Cop came to my house?

I posted this earlier but ended up getting a little more info from my brother...& wanted opinions..

I see a Cop car drive into my driveway & a cop comes to my door & asks if I drive a blue Tundra, but my brother does but it's white, not blue.. she goes dispatch gave her my tag & she ran it and had to come out because someone with the tag number didn't stop for an emergency vehicle.. I asked her which emergency vehicle was it, and she said she didn't know, they just relayed the tag number & said they didn't stop for an emergency vehicle. The Cop said they pay attention to that stuff.

So my brother gets home & I ask him about it and he says he didn't see any emergency vehicles even drive by him. He was on police auxiliary a few years ago so I thought it was real weird that he wouldn't stop.

Then he tells me him & a guy that were enemies in high school, well that guy is a city cop now & saw him driving around the other day in the truck. He said that was the first time he seen him in years & maybe he was just holding a grudge & made up a BS reason to get another Cop to come out to the house.

Anyway my brother is concerned that this Cop guy could keep pulling stunts like that to screw him over but I think that could cost him his job, right?

Question #3:

How do you see this situation?

I am very full of faith. I know that I will get my tail feathers a bit singed, but God always shows up in time to lead me through the fire. That makes me no less human in that I feel anxious and worried. If it is worth worrying about it is worth praying about I have been doing that.

The company I worked for fired me for not being evil enough to please them. I have been a truck driver for about six years and I know the buzz words and what they mean. My company wanted me to break federal law. Unfortunately, they fired me for being an underperformer, that means I didn't drive enough miles. They don't have enough freight to keep me busy so the bottom line is that they fired me instead of laying me off. They don't want to pay unemployment. I feel that to let evil go is wrong, but if I turn the company into the authorities then everyone pays, the office workers, drivers, everyone, but it is wrong, it just is this weird thing in trucking that every driver has to cheat their logs and if they don't the company will find a way to can you. I can't afford to get caught cheating the fines would bankrupt me. Being fired is going to bankrupt me to. If any one reading this is a truck driver you exactly what I am talking about. I am terrified that they will ruin my perfect record. My dac or dak how do you spell that? is in jeopardy that is panicing me. I have a perfect record, but you know you live or die by dak. I really hope some truck drivers will give me some adivse. I already called Ooida, they gave me a website to check on my dac but is doesn't work. They gave me a phone number to call to apply to Nebraska unemployment. The company is Hirschbach Motor Lines out of South Sioux City Nebraska. The phone number only let me leave a message and no one is calling me back. I have never gotten in trouble in six years of truck driving let alone fired. I do not know how to proceed from here. Can any truckers give me any advice. Please. I am a very good and safe trucker. I did the job well. I presented myself to shippers and receivers very polite and clean. I did the job very professionally I did not deserve to be insulted and fired by this low life scumbag company. I did a good job even though they treated me poopy.
Thanks that is what I was looking for. No they did not accuse me of abandoning the truck. It is different in trucking now. Any negative on the dac and you are fried. I am thrilled to get the website THANKS
Unfortunately, that is a pay for website. I know there is a free website to get a copy of my dac. That is what I need first so I can see what I have to fight for. I can't find it in any searches.

Question #4:

What should I do to help my friend since it was my fault?

Here's the situation:
My best friend (and roommate) and I have been living with my grandmother over the summer working to make money for next semester at college. Not for tuition or actual school expenses, but for things like food, clothes, etc.

Three days ago, my friend and I were driving on our way to work at our summer jobs. We were in her car, and I was driving. When we were almost to work, I ended up rear ending a car in front of us. The other driver stopped to turn, but did not put a turn signal. However, I still accept full responsibility since I should have been paying better attention and seen her brake lights. I wasn't talking on the phone, or texting, or anything, it was just a horribly unfortunate accident.

At any rate, her car is totaled. It was a very old car ('91 Nissan truck), and the damage under the hood was too extensive to be worth fixing.

So I don't know what to do for my friend. Her stepdad came to pick her up and take her home so they could work out what to do next, and I'll be going home in the next week or so.

What should I do? I want to give her some money for her car since it was my fault, but I don't have any to give her right now, and I wouldn't know how much to give her because it was a REALLY crappy car to begin with. It was valuable more because of what we needed it for, rather than it was worth monetarily. I could give her some over time as I make it, but what would be fair? What should I do to help her in the mean time?
The accident was listed as my fault, but it is covered by her insurance. However, she only has liability, so they won't for the damage on her car or give any money towards a new one.
I don't have a car.

And we wouldn't drive without insurance.

Question #5:

What is your feminist story?

Here's mine: In the seventies, we were farming and not bringing in enough money, so one parent needed to go to work. Most farming folks would send the wife into town to work. But women didn't have the options for decent paying jobs that men had then, and even for the same job they didn't get the same pay. And in our case, my mom had grown up on a farm (with a progressive father who taught her to drive a tractor) and my dad had grown up in the city. SO--my mom climbed on the tractor and did all our farming, and my dad went to work driving a truck.
You got to know this was an oddity. Newspapers would periodically do articles on it, and I KNOW my dad would have taken crap about it in this small community. My dad was very independent, and I'm sure his reaction was the polite version of "F off".
Anyway--that's how I grew up--with two practical, feminist parents. I still think it's cool.
It would have been practical for most men to work outside the home, seeing as how most farm women could have farmed, but most did not bc that was "not the way it was"-men officially did the farming. It took guts to do what was right for our family, a willingness to step outside of society's constraints and into the other gender's role-in my mom's case, that of farmer, and in my dad's case, that of farmer's spouse. It just was not done, at least around here
I shoulld have added that this was discussed much in our family, bc it was noted by others often. Women's rights were discussed, too. My dad was down with it.
Wow-these are interesting stories, and very telling! I understand better how you are thinking. Do you understand how I think, now?

Question #6:

Would you want to read more?

When I got to the car park the nervousness I hadn't expected to feel suddenly kicked in. I scanned the car park for his car then remembered that I had no idea what kind of car he drove. I was already late and I wondered, and hoped, if he had left already. I considered leaving, thought about turning my keys in the ignition and driving off down the highway in my little blue bug and finishing up somewhere far away. I would change my name to Mindy, get a job at a beauty salon and live by the beach with a golden retriever named Bill. Then my stomach grumbled so I decided Bill could wait an hour while I got some pie.

A little bell jingled above my head as I walked in making me cringe as people turned their heads in my direction. A truck driver by the counter winked at me and almost salivated onto his plate as he looked me up and down form my black kitten heels to my black mini-dress up to my jet black hair. I scanned the room for what seemed like an hour before my heart started thumping so hard I worried it would burst from my chest. There he was at the back of the diner studying the menu with immense concentration. My foot twisted without the instruction of my brain in the opposite direction ready to drag me off when he looked up and our eyes met and suddenly my mind went blank, so overwhelmed with thoughts it just shut down. I was frozen in that spot waiting for one of the truckers to go an fetch their jump leads to get me started again, the heart thumping intensified as he walked towards me some how sensing my mechanical difficulties.

Finally he was in front of me,the father that may as well have been a stranger, and I could focus just enough to take in the sandy brown hair that made him look an ageing sufer, not in an entirely unflattering way. He was smiling just a little and I wondered if he still had the dimples he had when i was little and we both had reason to smile for real.



tell me what you think, haters don't waste your time cos it won't bother me!
no worrries S.H, yeah it is her father she's meeting. This is not the very first part so the reader would actually know who she was meeting.
thanks guys, I appreciate the constructive criticism!

Question #7:

Truck driving in Canada - any info / tips / advice please?

Im presently driving an artic in the U.K. and France. Im thinking about trying to get a truck driving job in Canada. Is it any good over there ? ! Cheers.

Question #8:

Help thinking of jobs.. entrepreneur.?

Well, me and my friend can't seem to find jobs anywhere.
My boyfriend owns a trucking company, small but pays most bills, and now I need a job too.

My dad used to clean houses for a local realtor and we will do that if they ever need help, but that's not steady.

We're trying to thing of ways we can help, like babysitting cheaper than most daycares, stuff like that. Since the economy is bad. How would we get into babysitting? What are some other things we could do?

My friend is 18 and I am 17. Both can drive, and both will contribute.

Anything besides dog walking, and grass cutting.

Any ideas?
also, I do plan to go back to school. Just waiting for the economy to clear up, I want to go into real estate.

And no thanks about the escorting or porn.. I have morals.
and im from central arkansas

Question #9:

Do you support the Obama cap and tax plan to raise energy prices?

According to Democrats in Congress, they are doing it to create jobs. Kind of like how taking away my truck and forcing me to drive a Prius would create jobs for Prius builders.
Obamanable Faux Man, great answer man. I think what Obama's doing is despotism and tyranny.

Question #10:

what job sector is called for driving a truck?

Question #11:

Where can I find a truck driving job in Kentucky?

I am just 20. Everything seems to be 21 and older, such as the coal trucks here and what-not.

Question #12:

Jobs w/lots of air travel or international travel?

I am looking to get out of the Army, so of course I am starting to hit the job market again. I am wanting to find a job that I can get hired on without any college that travels the country a lot by flying or international travel.

I am not looking for truck driving, but more of a business or dress up kind of job. Any suggestions of what kind of field I can try looking into and have pretty good chances of getting hired on without college?

Question #13:

is it worth buying a skyline or supra from japan? how much to legalize them?

i have a legit site right here
Click Here
4 grand for this skyline theres better deals on there but yeah this is decent its left hand drive and everything and its 3 grand to ship to chicago
i got another truck so i can haul it home and piss my dad off even more...
this is pretty dumb....put a lot of time,money,blood, sweat and tears into this truck but...
i just got an offer on my 97 chevy silverado for 30 grand(has 502 big block, a bunch of other stuff thers around 30-40g in the car)
i was thinking of selling it and buying a skyline and modding it OR i can buy a newer model and sell it. i know there going for 50k+ over here and on there its 25 grand

or a toyota supra for cheap they run like 10 grand for a decent one 30 for a really really good one...i can prob get the 10 grand twin turbo one and fix it up a bit. make sure its running at 100% repaint it clean up the interior etc thatd only cost like 2k tho
its a pretty good scheme to get rich quick. i could be set for life no jobs, no worries
just alot of money from this...i have the money to do it now...and might not one day
now the prob is...getting them legal
i just read up on emissions and shit
so...if it doesnt have parts for emissions it cant be legal...idk..

Question #14:

What would you do in this situation? I am in debt & yet if I sell my house I still have to pay rent the same?

any rent I pay will be as much as my mortgage but if I let go of the house I let of the possibility of having a place I can rent out. I need some clarity, some good advice.....I own a house & have went in debt to pay the bills for several years & to overcome an illness. I have space here which helps cause I can make money with the tools my husband has & can use for a handyman business. If I move to an apt. I can't bring the ladders & all these tools. I am so confused & just wish we could find a good driving job cause he has his CDL but no experience...he can drive cause he used to drive but it doesn't count as work cause he used to work for a trucking co & that doesn't count...so he has no experience. I could work at home on the phone but my job has went something overseas & I have tried to get all kinds of jobs but have met obstacles. OK, I thought details would help but the more I give probably the more confused anyone would be so that isn't going help......what should I do about needing over $3000 a month to pay bills & very low on money.

Question #15:

Snippet of a story, comments?

Adult Warning: Some adult Language.

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The routine was boring. Bennett woke up, smoked a cigarette, brushed his teeth, shaved, and ate an energy bar for breakfast. Iced Oatmeal Raisin, again. Who thought of these flavors, anyway? Bennett reported to the motor pool at zero-eight-hundred hours for a cookie-cutter prisoner drop off. He was the last to arrive at the vehicles.

“About time doc.” A soldier named Brooks approached him. Brooks was short, with a pimply face and a high nasal voice, big lips, and an excessively dirty uniform. He was one of the guys that everyone picked on. “Got a cigarette doc?”

“Yea. Whose truck am I on?”

“I dunno doc. Probably Sergeant Kennedy,” Brooks replied.

“Alright.” Bennett pulled out a pack of Marlboro lights, and tossed a cigarette to Brooks.

“Got a light doc?”

“Yeah. You need a lung?” Bennett smiled.

“No doc, that’s the one thing I did bring,” answered Brooks.

Bennett lit a cigarette of his own and leaned against the hood of a humvee. The motor pool housed nearly a hundred vehicles, but his crew consisted of only four humvees. The vehicles idled, and the drivers of each were doing radio checks with one another. The gunner on his vehicle was fitting a fifty caliber rifle onto the mount of the turret.

“Got a little club house up there, huh?” Bennett yelled up to Salle.

Salle laughed. “Kinda. But girls are allowed.”

Sergeant Kennedy popped out of the passenger seat of the vehicle, holding a cup of coffee that steamed in the cool morning air. It smelled good. “Ready Bennett?”

“Of course. Not like I ever do shit. I’m always ready to not do shit.” It was true. Bennett was a medic. Unless someone was hurt he simply sat in the back of the vehicle. Most missions he wasn’t even allowed to get out.

“Got your n-v-g’s?” Sergeant Kennedy asked.

“Yep. Battery’s dead, but I got ‘em”. Bennett looked for a replacement battery for his night vision goggles for a week, and eventually just gave up. They were worthless on day missions anyway. Sergeant Kennedy just liked to check up every once in a while to make sure everyone had what they were suppose to have. It was like a pop quiz.

Bennett walked around the humvee next to his and found a few guys smoking cigarettes in a semi-circle. “Sup.”

A soldier named Ruth nodded as he walked up. Bennett was still new to the platoon. It wasn’t that he hadn’t been around for very long, because Bennett was placed with this particular platoon over three months ago. Bennett just hadn’t taken the time to get to know anyone. He knew their names and faces. He played cards with a few of the guys, and even went to one of their bonfires, but for the most part Bennett didn’t associate with any of his platoon when he wasn’t on mission. He liked to tell people that it was so if one of them got injured he wouldn’t take it too personally. The truth was just that Bennett didn’t particularly like any of the guys in his platoon. He didn’t dislike them either. He just didn’t care. Bennett was ready to go home. He didn’t need new friends. He wanted to get back to his old friends, his old life, and his new wife.

When he finished his cigarette he flicked it out, and walked back to his own vehicle. He sifted through several pouches he attached to his body armor. They contained the bare necessities—Tourniquets, bandages, a few bags of injection fluid, surgical tape, cloth wrap, some airway adjuncts, a few band-aids, and an extra pack of cigarettes. Nobody ever got hurt anyway. If by some mischance someone did get injured it was only a ten minute drive to the nearest hospital from just about anywhere in the city. There wasn’t much time for Bennett to really do his job. He supposed this was a good thing.

Sergeant Kennedy motioned everyone to the hood of the humvee. “Simple one today guys. Gather in. Fish can you even see? Get up here. Now look. Fish I said get in here. Right here. There. Ok. We’ll go up route Tampa to Route Barracuda and out Barracuda to the edge of town. There’s a market,” he faked a circle with a finger on the map, “We’ll let this guy go somewhere near there. Shouldn’t be more than an hour.”

“Or three or four,” Bennett mumbled.

“Or three or four,” Sergeant Kennedy repeated. “Let’s get ready. Roll in ten mikes.”

Bennett squirmed into his armored vest, and tugged his sleeves down. There was no way to wear sixty pounds of armor comfortably. He situated his aid bag behind the back seat, punching it several times to get it to fit. He didn’t want it falling down into the gunner’s feet, and he didn’t want it taking up his own personal space. It was uncomfortable enough sitting in the back of a humvee. The padding on the seat was about as thick as two t-shirts. The interior of the humvee was made nearly entirely of steel. There was barely enough leg room for one leg, let alone two and a rifle. The army was designed
Keeping in mind, this is 1/10th of the first chapter.

It's too bad it won't let me post the rest, as while I do agree I got off to a slow start with this one, it is ultimately based on a true story. The design was simple. The day was boring (and a real experience in Iraq), and 99% of missions over there begin with utter boredom, after the first month or two.

In this instance, Bennett falls asleep, prior to being hit with an IED, that separates every vehicle in his platoon for nearly half a day. But I suppose the opening of this story is a little more geared towards former soldiers, than avid readers seeking action packed war action from the opening moment.

The full story is near completion, and is to be published fall of 2010, once I complete the editing phase. I always felt the intro was weak, so I appreciate your comments :)
And, technically, it IS a list of as close to true events as I can remember :) That is exactly, why I have written it as such. The goal with this one isn't to awe the reader, it's to catch the truth.

Thanks guys. I'm going to work on the opening a bit, since it has been my greatest conern about the piece. Once it takes off I have emotion in my writing, but getting started is always the hard part, and 99% of the time I scrap my beginnings, shortly after I reach the end.

Question #16:

Do you know where there is a chat room for depressed people?

I formed Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD) a few years ago after I was hurt on the job and had multiple surgeries that just made everything worse. RSD is a very painful disorder. I was disabled and on SSDI for 5 years. I had a pain pump implant put in and got well enough to go back to work. However, I have a morphine pain pump and my job is a truck driver. The laws state that I can drive a truck if my doctor says I can safely (which he has) and I can pass the drug screen (which I can) but no one will hire me? I had a job through a friend for two years but because of this recession I was laid off. My wife of 11 years cheated on me and now we are divorced.
I recently went to get a job and was hired but I didn't tell the doctor that was giving me a physical about the pump and he found it so now he won't pass me to work because I withheld the information.The reason I didn't tell him is because if the company finds out they won't follow through with hiring me. I know this for a fact. When I came off of disability I applied to 6 jobs in a row and was hired at all of them. After I told them I had a morphine pain pump I heard every excuse in the book, from our insurance company won't let us hire you to we can't take the risk. They are discriminating against me. One of the companies was Schneider (the big orange trucks on the road). They had a real gem. They said we have a no knock out drug policy. If you take a knock out drug then you can't drive for us for 24 hours. I explained how the pump worked to one man and how such a small amount of morphine was applied to the nerve and how it wasn't in my blood stream and he then told me "It must be nice to walk around all day high on morphine". I don't understand how some people can be so stupid.
To put this in perspective for you, the amount of morphine that is sprayed directly on a nerve in my lower back (leading to my right foot) is LESS than half an eye drop per 24 hour period and there are 5 other drugs mixed in with that so the amount of morphine is minuscule. I can pass the DOT drug test with flying colors.
This isn't the whole story just a snap shot of what I'm going through. I also deal with a lot of physical pain on a daily basis. The pump doesn't get rid of all of my pain, it just helps me cope with it better. I'm at my wits end here.

I'm tired, of fighting these jerks and I just want a freaking job. The last job I worked at before I was laid off, I had no tickets, no accidents and I won the safe driver of the year award last December, If that isn't a slap in the face...............

I'm seriously considering suicide and just want to talk with someone who might understand my plight and maybe give me some answers to my problems or something. I don't know anymore.
Does anyone know of a chat room for depressed people?

Question #17:

I'm so depressed! Is there a chat room or somewhere on the internet where I can talk to someone?

I formed RSD a few years ago after I was hurt on the job and had mutiple surgeries that just made everything worse. I was disabled and on disability for 5 years. I had a pain pump implant put in and got well enough to go back to work. However, I have a morphine pain pump and my job is a truck driver. The laws state that I can drive a truck but no one will hire me? I had a job through a friend but because of this recession I was laid off. My wife of 11 years cheated on me and now we are divorced.
I recently went to get a job and was hired but I didn't tell the doctor that was giving me a physical about the pump and he found it so now he won't pass me to work because I with held the information.The reason I didn't tell him is because if the company finds out they won't hire me. I know this for a fact. When I came off of disability I applied at 6 jobs in a row and was hired at all of them. I told them I had a morphine pain pump and I heard every excuse from our insurance company won't let us hire you to we can't take the risk. They are discriminating against me. One of the companies was Schneider (the big orange trucks on the road). They had a real gem. They said we have a no knock out drug policy. If you take a knock out drug then you can't drive for us for 24 hours.
To put this in perspective for you, the amount of morphine that is sprayed directly on a nerve in my lower back (leading to my right foot) is LESS than an eye drop per 24 hour period and there are 5 other drugs mixed in with that so the amount of morphine is minuscule. I can pass the DOT drug test with flying colors.
This isn't the whole story just a snap shot of what I'm going through.

I'm tired, of fighting these jerks and I just want a freaking job. The last job I worked at before I was laid off, I had no tickets, no accidents and I won the safe driver of the year award, If that isn't a slap in the face.......
I'm seriously considering suicide and just want to talk with someone who might understand my plight and maybe give me an answer to my problem or something. I don't know anymore.
Does anyone know of a chat room for depressed people?

Question #18:

why do i have to have the BABY BLUES after delivering my Son?

Ok so i,m having trouble here!I delivered my Son on june 12th and every since then i have been a total blitch,to everyone,now i know to control my blitchness but jesus when will it go away??? My family has been nothing but great to me like for instance.My hubby was a truck driver and he quit truck driving all together because he wanted to be home with the kids our first son he missed allot and he is 16 months old well i KNOW the most reason he quit was because of me!! i hated him being gone so long and it killed me!! when he was,yesterday he had a good day without me blitching cause it was Fathers Day i could not afford anything so i wrote my poetry that i am good at 2 of them but they were from the "boy's" and i got him a card and i also printed 2 pictures of the boys and cried because i could only do them in black and white because that's all the library had! of course he said he loved it but i wanted to do more.

His mom has been nothing but nice and helping me as well and i give her Chit all the time and we argued this morning and i apologized.But i,m sick of this "baby blues crap" when will it go away?? i,m not raging mean i just mean my words and moods are not great how can i make myself better.?

also to add he got a close to home job he gets up at 430am and gets home at 4pm. can you help me out a little and tell me what made you feel better cause this Crap is not going to work with me i,m not like this in "REAL LIFE"
pardon some of my misspelling as well i was trying to get the words in right as i feel in other words trying to explain how i,m acting!
i can't stand the thought of being such a B!!tch
neither one of them know about post partum that would be like an excues ""i always said i would never get that and well bite my tongue!!""

Question #19:

Truck Driving Career...Good or Bad?

I am a Senior in high school and i am really starting to think about a career. I always thought i wanted to do something with computers but then i went to a tech school or 2 years ( 1 year left to go ) and decided i don't want to sit in front of a computer my whole life. So i looked at somethings i like to do and one is driving. i love to drive also i love to travel. i would love to see whats all out there to see. It sounds to me like it a great job, but there are some things im not to sure about. I always wanted to have a family of my own someday. So this is what i would like to know.

1: How often are you home?
2: How long does it take to retire?
3: Does it pay good?

Please help me out thank you.

Question #20:

my parents are going to sell my car?

we have a 200 ford escape truck, it was running very good, but started having problems, its been in the shop like 5 times in one year, but i feel like hey were fixing it and fixing it $500 here,$700 there,$500 there , the car is basically becoming new again with all these repairs.

my mother is very greedy, she drives a 2009 BMW, she makes 6 figures a year, plus real estate, owns 3 buildings. i feel like if she really wanted me to keep this car she would. like seriously how can a person who makes all this money really act like there going to become poor by little car repairs.

over the year i have become very attach to the truck, everything i do is far, my girl friend, my friends, all stay a distance,
I DONT KNOW WHAT IM GOING TO DO WITHOUT A CAR
im thinking i should find a $2000-$4000 car with the money we get from the truck, also im getting a job so....
any advice





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