In my early casual days with Roadway, one day I brought back about 10 deliveries. The city dispatcher ( and he was a good person) told me ( laughing all the time) that John ( the terminal manager) told him that he could do anything that he wanted with me. He could fire me, or he could even beat my ass. That was Roadway in the early eighties. And I just loved it. I retired after 28 years.