It's funny how you can go from drinking every weekend to nothing at all for three years to drinking every holiday weekend to drinking every weekend to drinking every day off. Not to the point of ruination but to the point of being able to feel something because you can't feel anything. Work, while not bad, is becoming a shit show. I heard that one driver was leaving and it made me take pause, then I heard another might be leaving and it really made me go 'WTF?". Put in for a position with another company that would mean driving a semi for the first time in almost twenty years. The owners/bosses at my current employer are in their 60s/70s. Granted their grandfather(the starter of the company) lived to 114 yrs old(he passed away four years ago), I am nearing 50 yrs old(kiss my fucking ass) and I do not see a good ending to where I am currently at.
I have been a part of this community and its various guises since Apr '00.
I don't quit a job without having something else lined up, but if I do have something lined up, you'll be lucky if you get a day's notice, let alone two weeks.