crasiest thing that ever happened to you?

You did a good job, Mr. Truck Driver. I will recommend you for a raise.

 

In 1987 there abouts in the spring I had just loaded east of Atl and I was going east on 20. It was a beautiful day. Another driver with our company had attached himself to me at the shippers. He had very little experience. I was just over 2 years. So I am flying east on 20 at 62 mph and this driver is right on my but. I see some dust in the median up ahead and can soon tell its a vw microbus and it is headed at me now on my side of interstate. I am trying to stop without this guy behind me hitting me. I brake and watch mirrors till I see him brake hard anyway I could see the vw drivers eyes and tell the color of his kids hair before he got it under control and pulled back in the median. Everybody was ok and that idiot did not tailgate me anymore.

 

no it was in downtown Los Angeles where lanes are as wide as the truck

 

One time I had to deliver a load of Coors light from Texarkana,to Atlanta.
I only had like 12 hrs. to do it in.I had a friend run blocker for me in his
Trans Am.I had my bassett hound with me,ran over some choppers,got
beat up in a bar.We made it just in time and this big guy,and a midget
paid us a lot of money...True story

 

similar thing happened to me in Arizona on I40

 

Looking for the rider of the Goldwing that I found smashed laying in the North bound lanes on the Alaska Highway. I was coming back from Alaska this August when a little red light caught my eye in the dark. After coming to a stop and backing up I found the Goldwing with a 50' trail of parts and a yearling bison cow that had been hit. I was walking around in tall grass and ditches with my flashlight looking for whoever rode that bike. I have to say I was prepared to find a dead body and also scared to be the meal of some of the predators that roam that area. The bison herd was not to far off, grizzly bears and wolves can smell blood for a long ways.
There is no cell phone service and the nearest pay phone was 25mls down the road. I had another driver stop and we continued our search, but could not find the rider. He went on to phone the RCMP and I stayed with the accident scene. I watched the yearling cow that was severely injured and felt terrible for her laying there and suffering. I considered taking my 10lbs sledge out and putting her out of her misery, but was worried about being gored since she kept trying to get up.
The other driver came back with the news that the rider was alive and was picked up by a passing pickup, but it was still feared it might end in a fatality due to head injuries. The highway maintenance guys showed up at daylight and picked up the bike and shot the bison. I found out the lucky sob riding the bike survived with only minor injuries. When I came by about 10 days later there was nothing left of the bison besides some trampled grass. The local wildlife had taken care of it.

 

I know someone that wound up in the long term parking at the Pittsburgh airport

 

In NW Minnesota, after I loaded hay, I was heading due East. The wind was strong. It was drifting across the road in many places, but nothing was building up on the road, then all of a sudden, there was slush. They must have dropped some salt here and the wetness was grabbing the snow as it drifted across. I started to hydroplane at 60mph, I just let of the accelerator and kept it straight. The wind almost drifted me right of the road before I slowed down enough to regain steering control. The adrenyline dump was so intense, I got dizzy and it felt like I was going to pass out for a very brief moment.

 

I once licked strawberry flavored lube off a colleagues boobs during a nightshift, and she was supposed to be my supervisor.

 

Yeahhh cmon