Truck Etiquette Dilemma

Oh my goodness,  get ready to rumble if you pull into a truck stop later than usual leads to the following.  Jockeying for a space has led the driver to get out his  truck and go over to another driver who is  reluctant to see that one must have a little wiggle room to park 76 foot plus truck. He choose some   kind words for the parking lot (flat bed truck). I choose to stay inside the cab. I asked ” What happens if he comes over here?” Driver replied “Hit him with something” I was hoping more along the lines of ” don’t worry you’ll be fine”. I’m regulated to watch the show.  Driver hops back in and says “Tonight we are the Show” The CB chatter concurs. 

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Ps. That driver was a weenie.

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Elvi

More than one Elvis. Another glorious truck stop but alas this one had pizzazz.  Colorful blankets, the ones you see for sale off the freeway or on your Latina girlfriend’s bed. I turned the corner and saw the King.  I was very young when my  father worked in Las Vegas. And for a time, my mom  with kids in tow, would  make the trip to go hang out. The Hilton was his home and before Cher or Madonna it was all ELVIS on the marquee. And to this day he has staying power. When you read or hear the dozens of interviews of people who worked or cared for him,  it is usually nice.  So its no surprise I want to sleep with the King.  Once for  $19.99 or twice for $35.00

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