One time, I got in real trouble for this. There were three trucks in the yard, a serious pos, a new truck and an old truck. Well the old truck, I got trouble with fitting in it, because my belly rubs the steering wheel, and I got to have the seat all the way to the floor, I'm 6'2" mind you, so that's no way to drive all day. The newer truck had someone's bag in it. Well, I could drive the POS but I had to fix the seat first, have it go all the way back without moving forward, and the lever thingy was broken, and a half dozen other things were broken, I pulled it up to the shop, but the mechanics were nowhere to be found. I got the seat fixed, by myself, but there were a couple of other things I couldn't fix, and no mechanic, so I took the time to write up every freak end thing that was wrong with it, including the spring thingy that lets you know that it's not gonna go into reverse when you push the stick forward, what's it called? It was broke and you had to be real careful driving that sucker. Well, a bit of time had passed and I decided, you know, I'm taking the newer truck. I brought the bags from that truck up to the supervisor and told him what was up and he's like, "You're still here?". Dad gum it, I have been on the phone or radio with him personally every morning for six months telling him that my assigned truck was gone and needed to know which one I could take.
I got in trouble for being late to my second stop, even though I was caught up by the end of the day, hell blame the driver.
After the write ups I made on that truck, the pos was put out of service, it was never driven again, and six months after they sold that pos truck it was still being assigned to drivers on the daily route sheet.