Welcome to my Nightmare.

Too entertaining!

In the days before Swift bought them, I ran into a Central Refrigerated truck at the Port of MobileAL. It’s raining. Driver is sitting in the driver’s seat with a huge hole in the roof of the truck, starting right above the windshield. Long haired fella and his hair is wet because of the rain. He’s parked next to me as I am making my way back to my truck, and I look at him, then the roof and then back at him. He is watching me and we make eye contact and both start laughing.

Hand, what the hell did you hit?
“I hate Mobile!”
Was there any warning signs about a low clearance?
“No.”
Anything above the road painted yellow and black?
“Nope.”
No warning at all?
“Nope, no warning.”
Whatever you hit was almost eyeball level. You ducked in your seat before you hit it. BTW, what are you doing here?
“I am waiting to load.”
(That was too much. I laughed so hard that I had to take a knee in the rain. Driver was no longer laughing and had a concerned look on his face.)
You didn’t call the cops or notify your company.
“No. Am I in trouble?”

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