Flying J in Phoenix

0114. July 1st. No corndogs. No donuts. No pizza. There was coffee. About a dozen NASTY breakfast sandwiches.
Do you remember Cousin It from the Adams Family?
Well this morning someone baring a remarkable resemblance to him, was taking a sink a bath in the can.
He then struck up a conversation with some Mexican about the dump the Mexican just took, and how impressed he was that the Mexican could speak English.
As I washed my hands in the sink furthest away from Cousin It, I also noticed he was now starting to clean the entire sink area, standing in his underwear, including the tops of the mirrors.
I was spared having to have conversation with him.

 

0108. July 2nd. No corndogs. No donuts. There was coffee, and a whole pizza. About 18 NASTY breakfast sandwiches.

On a separate note, one of the Schneider drivers dropped another trailer in the yard this morning. Nice guy too, could be defective yard tractor, but I'm sure he'll still go down for it, I feel for him so I shall not gloat, nor post photo.
Poor guy started same time I did, in 3 months he has a backing accident, failure to report accident, now a dropped trailer.

 

0112. July 3rd. No corndogs. No donuts. Only about a dozen NASTY breakfast sandwiches. There is coffee. Started to buy a slice of pizza, but was informed pizza was nearly 2 hours old.
Asked for free pizza then, denied, must be thrown in garbage.

Mexican holding chihuahua raising hell with man working there because there are no hotdogs.
Security called on Mexican. Mexican escorted from building, challenges man to fight after his shift has ended.

 

0114. July 4th. Independence Day. No corndogs. No donuts. No pizza. No coffee. A dozen NASTY breakfast sandwiches.

 

2334. July 4th. Independence Day. Getting ready to leave for the yard, my Friday. I have a plan, and will not be denied.

 

0108. July 5th. No corndogs. No donuts. No pizza. There was coffee.

Flying J / Phoenix now officially catagorized as UNAMERICAN.

Flying J / Phoenix is proven to be un-friendly, even hostile towards the American truck driver, while consistently proving to be friendly and compassionate to bus loads of illegals.

Today I was forced into a life of crime by Flying J, as I was forced to steal mustard packets. Although I did hold them up high, and announce to the entire store I was stealing said mustard, to the look of utter disdain from the corporate robot employee working there, and the look of approval of 2 drivers forced to fuel there by their communist corporate mega carriers.

0218. Arrived at first drop, and used their microwave to cook a hot and delicious, nutritional corn dog which I brought from home.

HA HA HA HA HA