Out of every 3 or 4 pot bellies that rolled in at 2-3am to back up to the dock and unload all those black beauties there were always a couple of “reds” in each truck. Not sure why but always loved them.
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Out of every 3 or 4 pot bellies that rolled in at 2-3am to back up to the dock and unload all those black beauties there were always a couple of “reds” in each truck. Not sure why but always loved them.
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Exhibit A why @LoudHogRider is one of the GOATS
visited by three large guys in my office today. They just walked in and stood in front of my desk and didn't say a word. I thought I'd let them speak first, but the first thing they did was all look over to the left out of my office window. That's where I saw that my car was on fire
Gotta admit - it would have gotten my attention. The plane tickets - already purchased in their names - along with the knowledge of my family's names and locations would have sealed the deal for me. So long, New Jersey!Not gonna lie, I love this move by the mafia boys.
Perfect intimidation.
Gotta admit - it would have gotten my attention. The plane tickets - already purchased in their names - along with the knowledge of my family's names and locations would have sealed the deal for me. So long, New Jersey!
“Agnes Thunderblanket”…….🤣🤣🤣Crazy corrupt story #2: I'm still the DSM in the Twin Cities and I get a call from my Regional VP of Sales in our Chicago-area offices letting me know that one of our sales reps in Temple, TX went "dumpster diving" in a competitor's dumpster and retrieved a green-bar printout of their top accounts, complete with tonnage and revenue. This right here tells you everything you need to know about the LTL trucking industry. Nonetheless, this is a veritable gold mine, and Art promptly starts riding my ass about an account that's serviced by our Watertown, SD operation that ships a LOT of product with this competitor. I got lucky as I happened to know all about this company and what a corrupt scumbag they had as a Corporate Traffic Manager, so I kind of fired back at my boss.
"Sure. Know all about them. They operate on a 3-year old rate base, discounted at 63% off of those three-year old rates, and the competitors bill it as FAK 50 rates (the lowest revenue per 100 weight possible under the rules of the day). So this stuff is moving from point A to point B really, really cheap, and if we were to beat those rates and secure some business from these guys, it would show up on our Profit Improvement Program (PIP) reports in the 2nd month, and our Economic Analysis Department will be sending me their new rate base, discount % and rate classification and expecting us to go in and sell that new pricing and retain the business. But wait, there's more ...
In addition to the crummy pricing on the account, the guy is a freight whore. You know those fancy, custom Winnebago's that (COMPETITOR #1) has for hauling customers to their entertainment events? Well, they simply parked one out there for his personal use. And they only haul 1/2 the LTL freight. The rest of it is hauled by (COMPETITOR #2), and since they don't have these "party buses" like the other guys do, they fly him up to Canada once a month to go fishing and make sure "Agnes Thunderblanket" is in his hut to keep him warm at night.
So what's our move here, Art? I've got unprofitable business that will cost me more than my entire $25K quarterly entertainment budget to secure and maintain. Going at this from that angle seems like a sure loser. I've got another idea.
Art: Go on. I'm listening.
Me: Well, it's no secret that the trucking industry has an affiliation with the Teamsters and most of these guys know a mob guy or two. So rather than pissing away $25K per quarter to haul unprofitable freight, why don't we pony up $10K and have the sonofabitch shot. It'll save us a bunch of money in the short and long term, and it's really going to put Randy on the map out there in SD. Word is going to get around pretty fast out there that when ABF comes to call, you'd better God damn well listen.
Art: (nothing - just the sound of the long distance lines "hissing" (analog days) ). After about 15 seconds, he finally breaks the silence and says, "Jesus Christ, LHR. I hope you're kidding. We can't do that."
Me (somewhat disappointed that I don't get to kill the guy): "Of course I'm kidding. And now that you know the whole story about these guys, I hope you're kidding, too about wanting Randy to go secure that freight. It's bad business, Art."
He agreed, thanked me for knowing what was going on in my territory, and promised that he'd never, ever call me again on something like that, then hung up.
Art remained a mentor and I considered him a close personal friend long after leaving the company and the business. Truly one of the good guys from that era. He went on to become the VP of Sales for the entire company before retiring in 2007.
No doubt. Given its era, those guys weren't messing around with their research and intimidation factor. I see some "below market" property acquisitions in your future. 😉thats not as impressive today because of internet/social media you could find that stuff in 5 mins of research + 1 guy tailing the family (civilians always take the same routes and love a schedule)
I've experienced levels of this type of intimidation but just imagining 3 soldiers standing silently then looking over out the window without saying and word and you see the vehicle on fire.... POWER move, executed to perfection.
Gives me some ideas for how to handle some things....
Literally the expression that my Terminal Manager Randy used when he described the situation out there. It always stuck with me, and every time I've told this story (not that often), its included for authenticity.“Agnes Thunderblanket”…….🤣🤣🤣
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No doubt. Given its era, those guys weren't messing around with their research and intimidation factor. I see some "below market" property acquisitions in your future. 😉
Usually from my experience from seeing kids in the Navy with BIG wives, it’s either they married the first piece of wool they ever got or they didn’t take a hard look at their mother and see the potential of them ballooning up after kids. But then again, some big girls give great mouth hugs.i cant compete with tge badassery that is @LoudHogRider & @bbenson67 so as a random thought
when you see a normal functioning decent looking guy with a fat troll of a wife do you assume he has a micropenis?
Great “mouth hugs” mention offered up by “Ripping Lips”. Makes sense…….🤣😎😍Usually from my experience from seeing kids in the Navy with BIG wives, it’s either they married the first piece of wool they ever got or they didn’t take a hard look at their mother and see the potential of them ballooning up after kids. But then again, some big girls give great mouth hugs.
Buddy of mine worked for Lanohas. They were planting trees in North Omaha. They'd get a block away and someone would pull the trees out. He did it for about a month and not a single tree was left.While not as dramatic as what @LoudHogRider experienced I owe my summer job in college to the Omaha Mob. My best friend in high school was of Sicilian descent and his father had the FHA (Federal Housing Administration) contracts for maintenance and lawn care for all the repo properties on the Near North Side in Omaha.
Long story short I became the foreman of the lawn crew that maintained 100 lawns twice a month. I was paid ridiculously well for the time, early '70s, but the story is how these contracts were arrived at. Each contract required 3 bidders minimum per the Feds and the 3 bidders were my boss, me and a guy who I supervised. How convenient. I said I don't know anything about setting up a contract or how much to request, etc. He said that's taken care of just sign the forms. It always worked out that my boss was the low bidder.
As an aside, we had an avocado green Chevy pickup full of lawn mowers and we worked every day on the Near North Side. The word went out that these 3 college age white guys in that very noticeable truck were there to clean up and beautify the hood and we never had a problem. To the contrary we had many nice older black ladies thank us for our work and they'd bring us lemonade or iced tea and home made snacks especially on miserably hot and humid days. We ate lunch in every dive bar from 24th and Lake and 30th and Ames all the way to Minnie Lusa and were treated just like locals. Different times for sure.
Who in TF wants to buy a used tree that's been ripped out of the ground? Can't they stick with tearing copper pipes out of buildings and AC units? How we gonna beat global warming without trees? C'mon, man. That's just bad policy by the North Omaha thugs. Buncha checker playing sonsabitches ...Buddy of mine worked for Lanohas. They were planting trees in North Omaha. They'd get a block away and someone would pull the trees out. He did it for about a month and not a single tree was left.
Same story on the older ladies bringing them drinks though.
awesome. little dude will be 75 when he's bornAlso, Nancy is due May 6th with our first child. It’s a boy so we are super excited. Dr. @RedSeaRising will be doing the little guys circumcision.