DannyD
Veteran Expediter
I can maybe appreciate how Boston must feel beating the Yankees for a change. For all the times I've crossed the border coming into the US & been frustrated at how I've been treated, it finally felt good to get under this someone elses skin. Maybe I'm a lil vindictive, I dunno, but it sure felt good.
I was coming back from Quebec & at exit 721 on the 401 I'm maybe 2 miles from the US border. I need a full tank of gas & I'd like to make a few phone calls. Gas is a lot cheaper in the US & the phone calls are infinately cheaper. It's free to make the call in the US & it's 30 cents/minute to make the same call in Canada.
I figured even w/ paying the $4 toll (2 each way) I'd make out a lot better by doing what I had to do in the US. I figured I had my FAST card & this should be a breeze. WRONG-O!!! No such thing as a breeze for this yahoo.
I get to the border & the guy asks what I'm doing. I tell him pretty much what I've said here. That I'm crossing to get gas & make a call. He doesn't get it. So I explain to him how gas is less in the US, my call will be free rather than paying 30 cents/minute. He STILL doesn't seem to get it. I guess he thinks I'm lying.
Maybe I was a lil to confident, I dunno. Maybe next time I act like this they'll make it more difficult for me. This time though, I just didn't feel like smiling on their terms. I was gonna smile on mine. Again, I just had this feeling nothing was gonna happen except maybe a lil extra time & I really didn't care at this point. I knew what I was doing smart & wasn't illegal.
He goes into his booth & starts typing away. Asking questions about when I started, where I worked b4 this, etc. I said to him "ummmmmm, that's what that FAST card is there for. The information is already on there, but maybe you're new at this job & wouldn't know that." I gathered that comment didn't set to well w/ him.
Then he comes out of the booth & asks more questions. I answer them but he still doesn't seem to believe that I'm JUST going over there for gas, a few phone calls & then coming right back. I have him look at my gas gauge, which is on empty. I try to explain the numbers to him. That I'd probably save $15 in gas & another $20 in phone charges if I was on the phone for an hour. I then said "anyone w/ half a brain would do the same thing I'm doing here, wouldn't you agree?" (the implication in how I asked the question was that he didn't have half a brain) =)
His witty retort to that was "is this car in park?" to which I replied "yes, this VAN is in park". I'm not sure he got what I meant there, but such is life.
He walks to the back of the van & opens the door. I have two cabinets on either side of my van to put things in. He opens one side & sees it's my tire jack, jumper cables, things like that. He doesn't open the other side so I suggest it to him letting him know he could see what kind of motor oil & washer solvent I was using.
Finally he pulls my mattress (this foam thing you'd put on a hospital bed, might weigh all of 2 pounds) from the front to where the two doors are in back. I tell him in a good hearted way "yea, that's kinda heavy, especially w/ those pillows on it."
He wishes me, unsincerely I might add, a nice day. I realize this story isn't going to change anyone's life. It just feels nice to get it off my chest. It's too bad that so many border crossings have to feel like a competition, but it did feel good to finally "win" one if ya will.
A little final note here. I did get held up coming back into Canada. They believed my story & actually thought what I did was pretty smart. It was just my turn for a random check. No qualms w/ that. And next time I come into the US I might get whacked again. Who really knows these days? Also, the lady who I ran into in Port Huron was very nice to me. So to her I want to say thank you.
I was coming back from Quebec & at exit 721 on the 401 I'm maybe 2 miles from the US border. I need a full tank of gas & I'd like to make a few phone calls. Gas is a lot cheaper in the US & the phone calls are infinately cheaper. It's free to make the call in the US & it's 30 cents/minute to make the same call in Canada.
I figured even w/ paying the $4 toll (2 each way) I'd make out a lot better by doing what I had to do in the US. I figured I had my FAST card & this should be a breeze. WRONG-O!!! No such thing as a breeze for this yahoo.
I get to the border & the guy asks what I'm doing. I tell him pretty much what I've said here. That I'm crossing to get gas & make a call. He doesn't get it. So I explain to him how gas is less in the US, my call will be free rather than paying 30 cents/minute. He STILL doesn't seem to get it. I guess he thinks I'm lying.
Maybe I was a lil to confident, I dunno. Maybe next time I act like this they'll make it more difficult for me. This time though, I just didn't feel like smiling on their terms. I was gonna smile on mine. Again, I just had this feeling nothing was gonna happen except maybe a lil extra time & I really didn't care at this point. I knew what I was doing smart & wasn't illegal.
He goes into his booth & starts typing away. Asking questions about when I started, where I worked b4 this, etc. I said to him "ummmmmm, that's what that FAST card is there for. The information is already on there, but maybe you're new at this job & wouldn't know that." I gathered that comment didn't set to well w/ him.
Then he comes out of the booth & asks more questions. I answer them but he still doesn't seem to believe that I'm JUST going over there for gas, a few phone calls & then coming right back. I have him look at my gas gauge, which is on empty. I try to explain the numbers to him. That I'd probably save $15 in gas & another $20 in phone charges if I was on the phone for an hour. I then said "anyone w/ half a brain would do the same thing I'm doing here, wouldn't you agree?" (the implication in how I asked the question was that he didn't have half a brain) =)
His witty retort to that was "is this car in park?" to which I replied "yes, this VAN is in park". I'm not sure he got what I meant there, but such is life.
He walks to the back of the van & opens the door. I have two cabinets on either side of my van to put things in. He opens one side & sees it's my tire jack, jumper cables, things like that. He doesn't open the other side so I suggest it to him letting him know he could see what kind of motor oil & washer solvent I was using.
Finally he pulls my mattress (this foam thing you'd put on a hospital bed, might weigh all of 2 pounds) from the front to where the two doors are in back. I tell him in a good hearted way "yea, that's kinda heavy, especially w/ those pillows on it."
He wishes me, unsincerely I might add, a nice day. I realize this story isn't going to change anyone's life. It just feels nice to get it off my chest. It's too bad that so many border crossings have to feel like a competition, but it did feel good to finally "win" one if ya will.
A little final note here. I did get held up coming back into Canada. They believed my story & actually thought what I did was pretty smart. It was just my turn for a random check. No qualms w/ that. And next time I come into the US I might get whacked again. Who really knows these days? Also, the lady who I ran into in Port Huron was very nice to me. So to her I want to say thank you.