Yellow | I thought I'd seen it all...............

True story.........happened at 205/BUF over the weekend. Now, as a yard hostler, urinating on our "drop pad" is usually frowned upon. I think I speak for my fellow hostlers systemwide on that point. I kind of look as the space in the yard as my office, which in a sense, it is. Kind of like you roadmen and city peddlers look upon the cabs of your truck on any given day. No one likes to have to dodge pee puddles.....I know I sure don't. But what do you say to the driver that leaves a large pile of turds on the drop pad?? I like many of the roadmen, I really do. I may have ranted here in the past about certain hygenic (or lack of hygenic) habits of a few roadmen. But this one left me and my fellow yardmen speechless (except the guy that happened to step in it in the dark-- he had a few choice words). Everyone has emergencies---we all have--- but why not drive the unit up to the door or crap in the grass in the corner? In the midddle of the pad? REALLY?? No TP remnants were spotted either. I pity the poor chap that had to endure the ride to the hotel next to this dirtbag. The janitor would not go near it to clean it up and I do not blame him one bit. The flies have kind of took care of most of it in the last day or two. Seeing that its a biohazard, I suggested to the TM to call in the Haz Mat team. No Moonsuits have been spotted as of this posting.













Did you sniff it to make sure it's what you think it is, looks like a discarded brownie with walnuts to me.
 
When You Gotta Go, You Gotta Go!

Haven't seen this for about 15 years when Yellow Freight yard jockey "Mo" allegedly took an occasional dump in the 218 yard at CVE!

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This topic reminded me of an incident from back in the good old days when driving was enjoyable. A few guys from another company ran together all the time. On day, one of them decides to have a little fun. Just before stopping for lunch, he rubbed a little peanut butter on the side of his shoe. As he and his buddies sat at their table at the diner, the guy with the peanut butter started to sniff a few times and said out loud "What smells?". He then looked down at his shoe and said "Oh no, I stepped in something". With the other guys looking on he then reached down and taking his finger he rubbed off a bit of the substance on his shoe (he knew it was peanut butter but no one else did) and tasted it. With the others ready to gag he calmly said "Yep, it's dog poop". The other guys just about lost their lunches before the whole place went hysterical. Good times, crazy fun.
 
This topic reminded me of an incident from back in the good old days when driving was enjoyable. A few guys from another company ran together all the time. On day, one of them decides to have a little fun. Just before stopping for lunch, he rubbed a little peanut butter on the side of his shoe. As he and his buddies sat at their table at the diner, the guy with the peanut butter started to sniff a few times and said out loud "What smells?". He then looked down at his shoe and said "Oh no, I stepped in something". With the other guys looking on he then reached down and taking his finger he rubbed off a bit of the substance on his shoe (he knew it was peanut butter but no one else did) and tasted it. With the others ready to gag he calmly said "Yep, it's dog poop". The other guys just about lost their lunches before the whole place went hysterical. Good times, crazy fun.


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