What a gorgeous day! As I sit behind the wheel of these humming eighteen wheels, I am thankful that I have this job. Although today it does not seem like a J-O-B day. You know, those days where nothing gets to you. People are joking around and smiling. Heck, even Josie, that crabby waitress at the “J” was in a goofy mood.
Yessir, some days you just want to take in the air. Take it deep into your lungs and just blow it all out with all the garbage that is stuck inside you.
It was nice spending that extra time with my sweet baby this morning. That is one of the good things about afternoon shift; just a bit more time to squeeze and cuddle. It won’t be long before those days are gone, so I’m told, part of getting older and getting on. I will take it all in while we still are deep in love.
Hmmm, the traffic is picking up a bit more now. All these guys heading back home after a day at the office. I sure could not have become a concrete groover. I know I am in a cubicle, but my scenery changes every minute. I think I would have been a farmer or run the rodeo circuit if trucking blood hadn’t claimed me. Ha – and people call vampires blood suckers! Whoa! Buddy watch the road, dude!!
OK back to positive thinking. Well the sun is placing itself to give us a glorious sunset this evening. I can see the pinks and purples just starting to glisten on the rims of those big fluffy clouds. It’s funny how….YIKES! Buddy what is your issue!! Watch around you, that van over there has kids in it! Jeez!! Man, I am trying to take in the last moment of the day, DUDE! OK, OK, I will breathe again, nice and deep. Exhale once again, go back to my happy spot.
There are times when I really worry about running this tanker through the city. I try not to think of the what if’s, but what if? You get guys like this jerk in front of me driving like he has the road to himself, thinking he is dodging pylons, not metal carriages with real people inside, and well…JEEZ! If I have to watch anyone else swerve while you cut them off, I’ll call the cops! There are five blinkin’ lanes of traffic going one way, buddy! Oh, thank goodness he is taking the exit. There is a good flow going with him. Good!
Well crap so is this guy. You can’t squeeze in there man. Hell, I’ll let you in, but you’ll need the next ramp. You won’t make i….NO!! NO!!! BABY!! I lo..
“This is Karen Burkholtz reporting to you live from I-5 in Los Angeles. As you can see there are fire fighters set up along this stretch of highway trying to control the flames caused by the carnage. It appears that a driver, who did not survive the fiery wreck, lost control of his rig when he veered off the road for some unknown reason. The name of the driver has not been released pending notification of family. The driver of a Geo was also crushed and burnt by the trailer as it swung over him. A family travelling in a van was just moments away from becoming entangled in the accident. I will be continuing this story as more details become available. This is Karen Burkholtz reporting to you live. Back to you Samuel.”
“Josie! Turn that TV up a bit. Where is that wreck? Damn, that truck is just a burnin’ up! Poor pity that driver. Wonder if he’s got family?”
“Pete, you want more coffee?” Josie asked, a weak smile on her face.