There are other companies involved in eCommerce. Those will also grow. 

This Is The Next USPS Mail Truck

Per the article, they’re delivering more packages and fewer envelopes, so they need bigger vehicles.

Oh I dunno, maybe because you can do whatever the f you want with the car when you’re not on public property.

Where’s Tavarish ?

Why does it seem like a lot of the Truck Yeah articles are written by people who don’t want or even like trucks?

The first thing the ask you is if you are in a safe spot. If not, they have a priority dispatch. 

“I’ve said it many times: America has some of the weirdest car cultures in the world, due largely to our lack of vehicle inspections.”

Car folks in Japan would like a word:

That’s pretty much what the Sequoia is...

My kids are all grown how. Miss Diaper Destroyer is a college kid now. If you really want to get over germophobia, get into animal rescue. Every rescue dog requires analysis of what comes out to determine what medication needs to go in. We have no carpeting where the dogs are. Not even in the van (which was new back…

Mine was the years ago, one time “can’t find the keys” story. Pulled out spare set, said “Mail me the keys when you find them”.

It’s generally best to train yourself to ignore the contents of the cars you work on, lest someone accuse you of snooping. I was told to move the car, so it was my job to assume that the car was okay to move.

You joke, but I once had a woman literally pull a gun on me because we accidentally “kidnapped” her kid. Her service advisor told me (the lead service tech at a Mazda dealership), to pull her car around back and park it in the service queue.

5 minutes later I walk back through the front door of the service center and…

The winter special: you turn the steering wheel and absolutely fucking nothing happens.

“What was that I just hit?!?!?”

Especially if they slot in right behind you and you replay the last few minutes of driving in your head: Was I speeding? Did I signal? Did I cut someone off? Was I swerving. OH GOD I’M GOING TO FEDERAL POUND-ME-IN-THE-ASS PRISON!

Realizing I have been on auto pilot for a bit. Boring drive, some how managed to drive correctly, then see an exit you don’t expect. “Wait what happened to the other three?”

A sudden strong urge to take a dump when I’m at least half an hour from the next restroom.

L’appel du vide

1) When a cop, who had been sitting on the side of the road, pulls up behind you after you pass them, and all thoughts go to “What did I do wrong? Did I do anything wrong? I can’t afford this!”