OK, first of all I wish to dispel anyone’s morbid concern about my lack of writing and inform you of the not so obvious, I’m still alive and somewhat healthy. Mentally, it’s hard for anyone to express failure, but I’m sure that after you’ve read the next few paragraphs you’ll have a better picture as to why I took a short sabbatical from the blogoshere.
Let’s start where I left you last and write a little of my journey to Claremont, CA. The trip itself was about five hours of travel, with a short pit stop in Bakersfield. The hotel was only separated by a Micky D’s from the Greyhound Station, and orientation what held right there at the hotel.
I was very nervous, excited, and a little too anxious about getting through the whole ordeal that it cause me an unforeseen issue on the very first morning of orientation. Covenant requires all new drivers to take what they refer to as an agility test. It, like the ones give to firemen, is meant to test the new employee’s ability to perform the physically requirement of the job. The way this was done was to give the recruited driver a few physical tasks and check their heart rate at each. If the rate was over a predetermined limit, the driver was failed and sent home.
Well as you can imagine, I was not in the proper state of mind and got a little too zealous towards getting through this test and failed to take enough time to fully understand what I should be doing. I actually did quite well, until I was given this push pull test. It required me to pull against a spring scale and then turn around and push against it. When I pull the required amount was 90lbs and my max. heart rate had to be less than 153. I pull at about 110 and passed. I then turned around and push at almost 120, when I only needed 70lbs, and this pushed my heart to just a little over the limit, and it failed me. Heck, if they would have told me to walk a straight line, I probably would have tried to do it on my hands.
I thought I was fine, but I was coldly give the boot from this lady named, Mike C., just after lunch and was told I had to check out right then. I had no second chance, but I was informed that I could try again in six months. This, as you can imagine, put me in a bad place, but I knew that AIT would help to place with another company, so I gave them a call right away and let them know that I was heading back home.
I filled out quite a few applications the next day at the Lone Mountain location, but I was unwittingly complicating the issue, by disclosing too much unnecessary information on these applications and did not catch this error until it was far too late. I was however soon contacted by Swift and it look very much as if I would be given a second chance with them, but this proved to be a futile experience after an intensive three week effort.
Swift was the last Class A company I worked for over 5 years ago, and it’s obviously that it takes them forever to get over a couple of minor accidents which never showed up on my DAC. They really had me thinking that I might be re-hired, but I do know that if there is anything derogatory here, it should disappear after 7 year period, and I refuse to believe that I am being rejected wholly on just this issue.
I’ve worked very hard these last few weeks to find a place were I can use my class A driving skills, and have currently scaled back my job search effort significantly due to the present situation with the economy. Not that I’m really looking forward to it, but I plan now to go full bore again in February. Fortunately, I was able to go back to A Cab and was back on the job that very Friday with no loss in seniority. In fact, the boss was happy to see me back, and had not as yet terminated me.
So here I am again in Vegas, doing the same old awful low paying job, but with the additional nightmarishly facts that I’m sleeping on the floor in my own house, taking the bus to work, and dealing with having all my belongings in storage at an add expense to my limited dwindling budget. The bum that I spoke of in a previous blog is about to get the boot, and this should give me a room to sleep in about a month from now, if not sooner. That’s all for now, and to be honest, it’s not all been bad, so you should expect me to blog more positively the next time I write. I don’t know about you, but I really do prefer giving out, as well as getting, the bad news first.
Have Fun and Be Safe.

















