NYC is truly a nightmare in a big rig. I love going to Manhattan for vacations and holidays but I fly in and take cabs everywhere. It's a ton of fun. But driving a truck around that city is a nightmare. I don't know how anybody could see it any other way.

So I worked at that company a few more months and then came another memorable experience. I was driving through Arkansas one night and went through a weigh station. They told me to pull around back and two officers came out to greet me.

They looked at my logbook, which was fine, and presumably because I was quite young and had very long hair they thought I might have something on me that I shouldn't have and asked me if they could search my vehicle. I told them they could and they did. I was standing outside the truck talking to another officer when the one inside the truck popped his head out the window and held up a small object and said, “what's this?” Uh oh. It appeared to be a small pipe...kind of like a pipe you might smoke marijuana from, I'd say.

Well, they would say so too.

Now they were really gonna look hard for drugs. I knew I didn't have any and in fact the pipe was in an old jacket that I had totally forgotten about.

Bad, bad luck for me.

Well, a few minutes later the officer searching the truck called me and the other officer over. He showed us a small wrapper of tinfoil and said to me, “what do we have here?” Well, I knew exactly what it was and said, “oh my god” and looked down at the ground.

The searching officer sat in the driver's seat, his partner sat in the passenger seat, and they told me to sit in the sleeper. I had a cooler in between the seats and the searching officer carefully placed the small tinfoil wrapper on the cooler, and all three of us leaned our heads over the top of it as he slowly began to peel open the wrapper.

Slowly and carefully he pulled it open.

Just as he got the last of it peeled open to reveal what was in the middle, I took in a long, deep gasp. From about a foot away, I looked the searching officer in the eye and proclaimed, “A Hershey's Kiss!!!!!”

....and indeed it was.

Earlier that day I had eaten one and had thrown the wrapper in the garbage. I had known it all along but couldn't resist playing along like they had caught me with drugs.

Holy SH#T were they mad!

Turns out they didn't think that was funny at all! Who knew???? Turns out that's not the first time I found something funnier than the person I was teasing had found it.

But you'll have that sometimes.