Yes, this is even worse than becoming a resident of Idaho. After talking and listening with many of the instructors and fellow students I have come to the conclusion that I will probably have to become a redneck in order to actually be a trucker. I know this will be quite a switch for me, but I really have very little choice. I have to fit in, right? So once I start making money I'll be getting an old pick-up truck, at least 25 different guns, a couple dogs to roam around the neighborhood, and some broken down cars to litter my lawn. Oh, I'll probably have to loose a few teeth too, and start buying some chew tobacco so I can start spitting properly too. Other than this disturbing revelation, everything is going about the same. I'm feeling a lot better, although I still have a cough, but that's getting better too. We haven't lost anyone else (yet) although we have our skills test and pre-trip inspection tests Monday and Tuesday, not for our license but for the school, so that they know what we are doing enough to go on the road (which will be happening on Tuesday or Wednesday).
We've met most of the road instructors so far and they all seem pretty good. The least experienced and youngest has over 1 million miles of experience and over a decade of driving. Most of the instructors have 25-30 years of experience and a couple million miles of experience. And, given that we are in Lewiston, a very hilly area, we are going to be getting quite a bit of experience going up and down hills, and most of the instructors apparently like trying to scare us by telling us to go go down these steep hills in neutral, or high gears or something, and then supposedly we will learn how to handle such situations when we're on our own. So hopefully I'll be learning a lot when on the road.
Only a week and a half left (assuming I past all tests and everything, I'll be graduating on the 23rd) before I become a bone fide truck driver....or at least until I get my CDL.
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