An Open Letter To The Truck Operator

Dear Constantly Backing Up Truck Guy,

I hope you are enjoying your Tuesday as much as I am. I’m nursing a cold but still want to enjoy the fresh [sic] air that Cleveland has to offer. It is 64 degrees out there and I’d like my air conditioner to have a little break.

I’ve opened up my sliding glass door to let the cooler air into my place. Now I have one question, with the sound of your reverse warning signal, by the way, I’m hearing loud and clear, shouldn’t you be close to Canada or Columbus by now with all of your reversing?

I can’t see how you are going forward. I can hear the fact you are going in reverse. That must really tick off your co-workers who must be trying to load dirt or debris into your truck bed. Just when they get close enough, you must put your vehicle in reverse again. I know, I can hear you.

Take my advice, put the sucker in park for a couple of minutes, give me a little break from your noise pollution and allow your co-workers to get some stuff done.

By the way, I’m on vacation and you’re not, so there!

By your antics, you must think you’re one funny SOB,

[with credit to Narm for the writing style, sorry about the lack of Lou Bega references, it’s just so tricky, tricky to figure out a way to include one.]

2 Replies to “An Open Letter To The Truck Operator”

  1. Ha thanks for the shout out. And I appreciate the effort – but you can’t be expected to Lou Bega where there just isn’t a Lou Bega. Yes I just used Lou Bega as a verb and noun in the same sentence.

  2. You’re paying the price for living downtown.

    I have a donkey that brays at about 11:00pm every night.

    I pay that price for living in the country..

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