In the '90s, there was a fleet of trucks from the same company, hauling fixtures for a new Walmart in St Johns, Newfoundland. About half of them weren't allowed across due to minor infractions in the past, usually DUIs.
I ended up spending about a month bouncing between Calais, Maine and St. Johns, shuttling the stranded freight for the newly pissed-off customer. They even take the fixtures JIT (just-in-time) to reduce storage time and space onsite.
It was amazing, the way the Canadian kids and American kids would shout obscenities across the river at each other. You'd think we were at war or something. Hell, that was resolved years ago when Terrance and Philip were finally released.