Waiting to load at Fort Bragg, North Carolina. This is a partial photo of the trucks in line in front of us, a mix of flatbeds and step-decks, at least fifteen of them when I last counted. We were even there early, but as soon as I saw this lineup, I knew it was going to be a long day.
Sometimes when we're at a military base getting loaded, the disorganization is so monumental, I'm shocked. This is the military. They're supposed to personify precision. The have drills and shit. They march in lockstep. Things are supposed to run like clockwork.
Yet they very often do not. They're the nicest people, these soldiers and personnel we work with. Always "Yes, ma'am" and "Yes, sir". Very polite. There's only one place we've loaded out of where the guy in charge was an absolute jerk, and apparently he's like that all the time since the people we were loading with said he's been that way for years. That's the kind of guy you just have to shake your head and write off as a lost cause.
But honestly, I don't know anyone in my circle of trucker friends who has ever told a "we were in and out of there in no time at all" story when it comes to loading (or unloading) at a military installation. The disorganization experience is not unique. And this day's loading procedure was a cluster, we were there for hours.
When I see some of the head-scratching that goes on just during the loading of the trucks, I'm actually surprised we win wars.
They must follow orders to shoot much better than they follow orders to load trucks.
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