I was up all night driving my 18 wheeler and I went to the waffle house on i35 and I ordered some coffee. I was mentally and physically exhausted and it would have been irresponsible to continue driving.
I'm sipping my coffee and then I hear the waitress get into a verbal confrontation with a kid at a booth behind me. The guy seemed a bit depraved and pale, maybe even a pedophile. He was reading what appeared to be Mein Kampf. My deeply rooted sense of rural blue-collar traditional ethics kicked in, so I sprung up from my booth and said the first thing that came to mind. "Well looks like we gotta a reader here". In retrospect it was kind of lame and not very intimidating. But despite that, the gaunt pariah seemed visibly rattled by my feeble attempt at accosting him. I had recently taken an assertiveness class with my life partner, and I feel like this was a great milestone.
He told me to fuck off and the waitress started defending me telling him he was using "profane words" and I kept saying stuff like "bow up". I eventually left but it was kind of fucked up. I really don't like conflict, so it's really hurtful when I'm pigeonholed as an insensitive redneck asshole simply because of my occupation. It's really hard being a trucker, especially when trying to live a gluten-free lifestyle.
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Originally posted by DizzyFistingDrinks
I was up all night driving my 18 wheeler and I went to the waffle house on i35 and I ordered some coffee. I was mentally and physically exhausted and it would have been irresponsible to continue driving.
I'm sipping my coffee and then I hear the waitress get into a verbal confrontation with a kid at a booth behind me. The guy seemed a bit depraved and pale, maybe even a pedophile. He was reading what appeared to be Mein Kampf. My deeply rooted sense of rural blue-collar traditional ethics kicked in, so I sprung up from my booth and said the first thing that came to mind. "Well looks like we gotta a reader here". In retrospect it was kind of lame and not very intimidating. But despite that, the gaunt pariah seemed visibly rattled by my feeble attempt at accosting him. I had recently taken an assertiveness class with my life partner, and I feel like this was a great milestone.
He told me to fuck off and the waitress started defending me telling him he was using "profane words" and I kept saying stuff like "bow up". I eventually left but it was kind of fucked up. I really don't like conflict, so it's really hurtful when I'm pigeonholed as an insensitive redneck asshole simply because of my occupation. It's really hard being a trucker, especially when trying to live a gluten-free lifestyle.
its obvious your not a real trucker. a real trucker would have dragged that nappy-headed ho out to the sleeper cab by one ankle then proceeded to ass- and throat- rape his nappy ass for the next 3,500 miles.
Originally posted by infinityshock
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