I'm Hearing Voices!

I ran through the night last night and around 0400 I parked my rig at the Harrisonburg Travel Center in Harrisonburg, VA. After sleeping for about six hours I got out of the truck to check my load and take a walk. As I was putting my foot down to the bottom step on my tractor I clearly heard a nearby and cheerful female voice say, "Good morning!"

I looked to my right - nobody in sight. My truck's open door is blocking my view in the other direction. I climb on down and close the door expecting to see the source of this voice, and there's nobody. I'm puzzling over this now and not sure I want to move out into the open. Where did this voice come from, and why haven't they revealed themselves to me? I know I heard someone greet me - where are they?

I pause for a moment, tuck my shirt into my pants, and turn around facing the side of the reefer trailer attached to the truck that parked "nose in" next to me. I'm still bewildered as to where this voice is coming from, when I hear it again saying, "Don't let me startle you." At this point I just blurt out with, "You might as well give up on that. I'm always startled when invisible people start a conversation with me." I figured that would bring them out of hiding!

Then the phantom lady says, "I'm down here. I didn't want you to be surprised if you spotted me." So, I look down, and there she is. She's laying on the ground underneath the reefer! She's an owner/operator laying underneath her trailer repairing a leaking air line! I gave her a hand and was relieved to know that I wasn't "hearing voices."

It was funny to me. Just last week one of my son in laws asked me when I was going to retire. I told him, "When I start talking nonsense and soiling my pants, I believe I will go home and be as much trouble as I can to my kids!" Then all of a sudden I'm hearing voices in the truck stop parking lot. I thought, okay my time may be getting near. I'm happy and relieved to know I may have a few more years left in me to keep chasing that white line.

Keep trucking my friends, and just ignore those voices if you're hearing them.

I'm happy and relieved to know I may have a few more years left in me to keep chasing that white line.

So good to know you feel that way and that spirit is contagious!

I'm just up the road in Lexington.

Keep trucking my friends, and just ignore those voices if you're hearing them.

She was ungrateful for your help, I take it?

I will say old school that was pretty good. I almost spit my water all over my gauge cluster. I was laying between my drive tires this morning greasing my u-joints and did not want the guy getting out the passenger side of his truck to trip over me. I said hello I got no response and we walk around the front of his truck.

I will say old school that was pretty good. I almost spit my water all over my gauge cluster.

Haha! I'm glad you enjoyed that. I must say, it's great to hear from you! How are things going? We haven't heard from you in a while, but it's great to have you drop in unexpectedly like this.

I am doing good, I am just working on keeping my old girl running. Trucks do not age like wine they are more along the lines of milk. I stay pritty busy and when I am not busy, with the truck or business. The wife and kids have a long list of things to do at the house. Work on the remodel, take the kids fishing, chase electrical issues on the wife's car. Just the average stuff, I love every minute of the insanity.

Be safe out there old school and let me know next time you come out west.

Trucks do not age like wine they are more along the lines of milk.

You gave me a good belly laugh with that!

I'm glad to hear you're doing well. Keep that truck tight and right - she will serve you well for a lot of years.