Not only do you have to endure floods, drauught, deer, hail and skeeters, you now have to put up with crazy truck drivers. Truck was supposed to show up Tues. between 1 and 2 p.m., got ahold of him on the phone at 2:15 and he was 250 miles away. Now Tues. here was a picture perfect day so I just knew that their was no way we could load out that day. He called at 9p.m. to inform me he was nearby and would meet me there at 7 a.m. I was there and beat on the door to wake him up so we could go, at that time I was informed that we could not turn a tap until he had his morning coffee.. We got back to the farm at 8:15 and after numerous attempts we got under the auger at 9:10. I asked him to open the belly doors so I could inspect the truck, when I looked inside I saw a sugar like substance, I ask him what his last load was he told me Urea. I asked him then [as a joke] was it organic urea? To which he replied that he thought it was, and then asked if I had a broom to sweep it out. I told him to get in the truck that we are going to town and get it washed out. By the time I got him loaded and going down the road on his own { I had to lead him to the road] it was 3:30 p.m. I get a call at 8:30 this morning from him wanting to know where this place is he is supposed to unload. I told him I did not have a clue but to call the broker... Before he got away I did take him to a scale and got a load weight for my own pertection. So just when you think you have seen it all.....here comes another adventure.