I'm extremely tolerant of different, I enjoy different and try hard not to judge it. Hell, I make a living writing about different. I'd have to go back to nursing if it ceased to exist.
You never fail to make me giggle lady- I'm glad you are dusting off some of the old trucking experiences, it brings me back to ... well not better... but other times lol.
I so so love your writing. Just keep doing it even though this is archive stuff if I remember how I got here.
I was, as a teenager, a qualified and experienced demon-boy. With friends who shared the same quirkiness. Or creativity. We thrived in the dark, too. Exhibits: A) Often, we’d drive around in a giant Buick known as the “bue-hog” that we kept selling to each other for a $1 or so, at 2-3am, looking for those coin operated self-serve car washes. We’d find a guy just minding his business, washing his car in the middle of the night. Then we’d pull up right behind him, that 405 Bue-hog engine with a gallons-per-mile rating rumbling, and scream and blow the horn that we’ve been waiting for way too long and could he hurry it up. See, creative.
B) We’d rent VHS movies, then carefully dismantle them and transplant blank tape into the VHS container. Some will be too young to understand this. “Be Kind Rewind” and so we’d make sure to drop off the movie in its original packaging, now with blank tape NOT rewound, piss off the counter clerk, and jettison back to the Bue-hog and make haste outta there…
I haven’t recalled those horribly mean things until now, but it proves to me on this fine day that I’m probably not a nice person in the general, but I’m very kind in the specific. Or something.
Excellent post, I can’t wait for the next one, Wendy! Thanks for putting it up.
Thank you, Rick. Trucking days provided an enormous amount of topic! This is archival from my book. I have two on Amazon and don't order them because I'm getting ready to pull everything from the 'Zon. They also need a disclaimer saying I might have been very uneducated about a whole lot of social differences that I thankfully learned while traveling. I still think traveling made me a better, more knowledgeable person than formal education. I'll send you copies of the two I have published when I get them to an 'as ordered' printer who is the damn devil. 😉
Thank you for calling me a weirdo. I mean it. Love...
It's why I love you the most. ;)
But I was actually referring to the girl in the bathroom who wanted my shoes. Heh.
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You never fail to make me giggle lady- I'm glad you are dusting off some of the old trucking experiences, it brings me back to ... well not better... but other times lol.
Awesome article and I love that Traffic album. I still have the original which I bought when it first came out.
I so so love your writing. Just keep doing it even though this is archive stuff if I remember how I got here.
I was, as a teenager, a qualified and experienced demon-boy. With friends who shared the same quirkiness. Or creativity. We thrived in the dark, too. Exhibits: A) Often, we’d drive around in a giant Buick known as the “bue-hog” that we kept selling to each other for a $1 or so, at 2-3am, looking for those coin operated self-serve car washes. We’d find a guy just minding his business, washing his car in the middle of the night. Then we’d pull up right behind him, that 405 Bue-hog engine with a gallons-per-mile rating rumbling, and scream and blow the horn that we’ve been waiting for way too long and could he hurry it up. See, creative.
B) We’d rent VHS movies, then carefully dismantle them and transplant blank tape into the VHS container. Some will be too young to understand this. “Be Kind Rewind” and so we’d make sure to drop off the movie in its original packaging, now with blank tape NOT rewound, piss off the counter clerk, and jettison back to the Bue-hog and make haste outta there…
I haven’t recalled those horribly mean things until now, but it proves to me on this fine day that I’m probably not a nice person in the general, but I’m very kind in the specific. Or something.
Excellent post, I can’t wait for the next one, Wendy! Thanks for putting it up.
The VHS tapes omg
Thank you, Rick. Trucking days provided an enormous amount of topic! This is archival from my book. I have two on Amazon and don't order them because I'm getting ready to pull everything from the 'Zon. They also need a disclaimer saying I might have been very uneducated about a whole lot of social differences that I thankfully learned while traveling. I still think traveling made me a better, more knowledgeable person than formal education. I'll send you copies of the two I have published when I get them to an 'as ordered' printer who is the damn devil. 😉
“Every day it’s the same thing—variety!”
(King Henry VIII to Bugs Bunny, Esq.)