the gentlemen in my life....

So the other day, this guy asked me for my number. He’s older, has a steady job, and owns his own vehicle….

…. Did I mention that his vehicle is a mac-truck
…. And when I say he has a steady job, that job a truck driver
…. And when I say ask for my number, what I meant was that he beeped at me… and waved his phone at me…. while we were driving…. In our very separate vehicles…. Down I-78.

Did I also mention that this was not the only time this has happened… Yeah, about that.

Last week I got whistled at by an even older trucker, again, while we were both driving in our very separate vehicles down I-78. And yes, I said whistled. Like the ones you hear in movies when a guy sees a pretty girl walk by. You may think that I imagined the alleged whistled, being that we were on a busy interstate, and the music was on and with the normal car sounds… that’s what I thought as well…“what was that??? That sounded like a whistle…. Ha that’s ridiculous…. Who would whis…. Why is that trucker waving at me…. Oh great… why does this keep happening…” (at this point, I immediately got the lead out and got out of sight)

Really, people….. come on!!!!!

~future wife of a trucker