I understand how you must feel. Let me tell you my little story about an adventure I had near Hagerstown years ago. I used to drive a truck...those folks in Maryland took it very personally that I wanted to drive my truck overloaded through their puny state so when I went through a scales on I-95 the guy at the scales had the audacity to tell me to pull around back and wait for him. He actually wanted to see some paperwork about my truck and my load and all that stuff. He thought that a good lookin guy like me should have a log book and that the brakes on my truck should really work and the lights should work and all the stuff that really doesn't matter to a real handsome guy like me. Well anyhow he started reeling off how much he was gonna fine me and how much of a criminal I must be and all kinds of derogatory stuff about my momma and my personal habits. I was so embarrassed in front of the other drivers that I started to cry and flopped down on the floor and flailed around (in one of my usual temper tantrums) until he finally ordered me out of the building and told the State Trooper, who had just come in, to shoot me if I didn't leave. He made me sit in my truck in the back of the parking lot for 12 hours until my temper tantrum was over and didn't even give me a pillow or nothing. He left the scales about 4 hours after he told me to stay put for 12 hours and I thought I was gonna sneak out but as I started my truck I looked up and can you imagine they have cameras in the parking area to watch you so I decided that, rather than get another fine, I just sat there in my truck for the remaining 8 hours and combed my hair and smiled real big for the cameras.
This is how I spent a week in Maryland one dark and lonely night.
I think the guy in the scale house was the same guy that deleted your logs.
I hi-tailed it back to Georgia and never returned to Maryland.
THE END
