Attention: TDR Forum Junkies 
My wife and I did a Florida turn last week on a short buying trip. 3,000 miles in 4 days. (I am getting to old for this)
One of our fuel stops was at the Flying J in Gulfport, Ms. ($127. 9) While fueling at the RV island a man pulled up with a 99/2500 quad cab Cummins. It had Alaska plates and a 5er hooked on the back with 2 bycycles hanging on the front of the truck. Since he was a fellow Cummins driver I thought I would be friendly and strike up a conversation.
The I TRIED TO BY-PASS THE CUSSING FILTER chat did not last more than a minute when he asked if I liked my truck. I told him that I loved it as it was my third one in 3 years. At that point he began to curse his truck, how much he hated it and what a POS it was... ... ... ... ... ... . and this went on and on and on. Then he started in on ALL Dodge Dealers and what rectal cavities they were... ... ... ... ... ... and that went on and on and on.
The fuel island was clearly marked: When finished fueling, pull your rig forward. There were two motorhomes behind him waiting to fuel. He just left his rig blocking the fuel island and walked on inside to do whatever. I guess there is one in every crowd.
A truck is an inanimate object. I know sometimes(a lot)we tend to think of our trucks as a living breathing thing... ... ... but it is not.
Words however are differant. When you continually curse something, powerful forces are set in motion. Be careful what you say, it might come true. No VooDoo... ... ... ... ... . just fact. The Alaska man certainly was reaping what he sowed.
One of our fuel stops was at the Flying J in Gulfport, Ms. ($127. 9) While fueling at the RV island a man pulled up with a 99/2500 quad cab Cummins. It had Alaska plates and a 5er hooked on the back with 2 bycycles hanging on the front of the truck. Since he was a fellow Cummins driver I thought I would be friendly and strike up a conversation.
The I TRIED TO BY-PASS THE CUSSING FILTER chat did not last more than a minute when he asked if I liked my truck. I told him that I loved it as it was my third one in 3 years. At that point he began to curse his truck, how much he hated it and what a POS it was... ... ... ... ... ... . and this went on and on and on. Then he started in on ALL Dodge Dealers and what rectal cavities they were... ... ... ... ... ... and that went on and on and on.
The fuel island was clearly marked: When finished fueling, pull your rig forward. There were two motorhomes behind him waiting to fuel. He just left his rig blocking the fuel island and walked on inside to do whatever. I guess there is one in every crowd.
A truck is an inanimate object. I know sometimes(a lot)we tend to think of our trucks as a living breathing thing... ... ... but it is not.
Words however are differant. When you continually curse something, powerful forces are set in motion. Be careful what you say, it might come true. No VooDoo... ... ... ... ... . just fact. The Alaska man certainly was reaping what he sowed.
Including me... ..... 
