Saturday, December 19, 2015

I work for a food company. I don't make food. I just give it a ride.

I drive for Dot Foods. I got my license on August 10, and on August 12 I was in Liverpool, New York interviewing for a driving job with DTI, Dot Transportation Incorporated.The next day I had a job.  DTI is Dot Foods trucking company.  Dot Foods is huge corporation that you never knew existed, but you have food in your refrigerator that road on a Dot truck. The restaurant you went to last night, your favorite bakery, and the supermarket you shop at all sell food and products from Dot, and most of them don't know Dot exists either.  It's not a conspiracy, Dot buys from food producers and sells to food wholesalers. We are the middlemen.


I work for a food company. I don't make food. I just give it a ride.

Joey

"My name is Joey Fucking GEE!  This dock is my place. I run this dock, You have to understand you are in my territory and I make the rules here. Understand that and we will be okay." - Joey

Joey Fucking Gee is a receiver for a big food service company south of Boston. His territory is from door 17 to door 25 on a dock with about 40 doors. He has the ability to make a truck driver's life easier or more difficult than it could be, or should be. Mostly he just wants you unloaded and the hell off his dock. Pretty much what you want as a driver.

I met Joey Fucking Gee my first week driving with Dot Foods as a driver trainee. My trainer did not like Joey.  He did not like Tony either. Tony is a receiver for Costa Fruit and Produce in Charlestown. They are both loud in your face Italian guys in their fifties doing the jobs they have done for years. For both of these men, they are their jobs. It feels like home when I work with both of them. They are my people, and I totally get how they see the world, and it means that I have no surprises when I work with either of them.