Next time you eat consider that food was hauled on a truck. When you go to bed remember that bed, pillow, and blanket were hauled on a truck. Next time you read a book...craft...put on your makeup...even the very next thing your eyes land on...all of it came in on a truck. We never really think about this. Just seems like that stuff magically appears in the stores doesn't it?
All your "stuff" got there thanks to some guy and yes some women who busted their butts to get it there. Thru bad weather....or good weather when they'd rather be home...on schedule for pay thats considerably less than it was just a few years ago.
Most people cuss the big trucks. They drive too fast..or too slow. They didnt move over when you wanted to merge or they had made a slow..or wide turn in front of you.
These are professional drivers. My hubby has somewhere around 3 million miles under his belt of safe driving. Not many people can say that. So, please cut them some slack. There's one out there who this woman loves and admires. Wave at em..give em the thumbs up...be a little kid and pump your arm...he'll blow the big horn for ya!
Down on the farm - Well, spring has sprung and the grass has riz so to speak, and the cows of Hob Knobby Hollow took off and no one could find them! "Let us go look for them...
3 years ago