Creative Foam Corporation — Local services in Athens

Let’s start with a simple question: what is the point of having an appointment if it means absolutely nothing? I had a time. A printed-out, confirmed, blessed-by-the-logistics-gods appointment time. But alas—just like my hope and will to live—it meant nothing.

Half the drivers are told “first come, first serve” like we’re at a dollar store on Black Friday. The other half? Given times that may as well be lottery numbers. And the result? A symphony of despair. Trucks lined out to the road, blocking the center lane like it’s a protest march for basic organization. One driver’s trying to turn in and might still be there by the time Social Security runs out.

Then, like an angel dropped straight into a Michael Bay film, she appears.

A stunning young woman with face tattoos and the expression of someone who’s seen things. She approaches, kind and calm—truly the eye of this diesel-fueled hurricane—and gently tells us to pull off the road and wait. “Wait for the other trucks to move,” she says. “We’ll get you in.” And I believe her, because despite the madness, she has the face of a woman who could both braid your hair and bury a body without blinking.

She asks me if I have an appointment. I say yes. She touches her face and goes, “Oh shoot.” Not in a mean way. In a “you’re stuck in a Choose Your Own Misery novel and all the endings are fire” kind of way.

And then she drops the real punchline: They only have two docks working. The others? Broken. Out of order. Deceased. Possibly haunted. I’m not sure if they’re awaiting repair or a resurrection ceremony.

So now we’ve got a building designed for multiple trucks… trying to function with two working docks. Two. For the dozen-plus trucks lined up like extras in a Mad Max sequel. This isn’t a shipping yard. This is a FEMA training scenario with snacks.

And I know—I KNOW—whoever’s running this circus is the same kid from every group project who said, “I’ll do the PowerPoint,” and then turned in a blank slide with Comic Sans and clipart of a cat.

This whole operation isn’t just mismanaged. It’s Kafkaesque. A surrealist trucking novella where time bends, space collapses, and appointments are just bedtime stories told to rookies to give them false hope.

But again… shoutout to the gorgeous girl with the face tattoos. She tried. She really did. She deserves better. We...

Arrived at 10:36am for 11:00am appointment, after 2 hours went inside to ask when will I be off loaded, was told out to lunch be back at 1:00pm, was told due to sickness, they short handed, this place is slower than slow, It's now 1:30pm and still not off loaded, my recommendation stay away unless you have...

Avoid this place at all cost! Had a 0900 appointment, and arrived at 0830. It is now 1425 and they just started unloading. Also, it is extremely difficult to back into the doors. They have all kinds of empty pallets and other junk in front of the receiving doors....