PSA: Ordering a third truck at 6am because the first two showed up soupy cost us the whole pour
Six of us stood around on a Tuesday in Mesa watching 40 yards of 4 inch slump turn into a birdbath because the plant pushed the water, and I still say the finisher who wants to dump it anyway has never had to rod a slab twice before lunch, so what do you all do when dispatch swears the batch is fine?