The string of colorful cuss words…

I am miffed today at gravel trucks that cast off pieces of gravel as they barrel down the roads and highways.  Those pieces of gravel tend to hit whatever vehicles are in close proximity.  Aside from little car dings, gravel pitched at the right speed and trajectory can do some windshield damage.  The drivers in the vehicles that are damaged by gravel justifiably get miffed.

Yes, my vehicle was assaulted by gravel from an unapologetic gravel truck and its driver on the interstate today.  Some of the pieces hit my windshield and at least one left a noticeable chip.  After that I was so busy stringing together colorful cuss words and hatefully spewing them in the direction of the gravel truck driver at the top of my lungs that I stopped taking in every new incident of gravel damage. The gravel truck driver didn’t hear me or see the very expressive hand gestures I was sharing as I was quite a distance behind the truck and to get closer would have meant more damage.

I think other drivers may have seen me though – the crazy woman with the hateful look and red face gesturing wildly and screaming inside the closed car.  However, I imagine anyone in the vicinity of the truck got the gist of what I was saying, as I think folks generally hold in contempt these types of trucks that cause mayhem to the unfortunate vehicles that end up behind them.  I hardly think I am the first to string together colorful cuss words that are directed at a gravel truck driver who is oblivious to the angst that has been left in their wake.

I think there must be a way that those trucks can cover up with a tarp.  It just seems so unfair that they can cause so much random damage with no accountability.  Surely they must know that stuff flies out of gravel trucks – right?  I don’t know how much time it would take to put a tarp on, but it really needs to happen for the sake of everyone else on the road.  If the gravel trucks don’t want to do that, they should have a big phone number and truck number written on the back of the truck so folks who incur damage can write down that info and contact the company to pay for repairs.  This is a cost that the gravel truck company should bear, not the innocent victims of gravel attacks.

Am I right people?  Or should we all just accept that gravel trucks will do what they do and we must bear the cost?  Well, you know how I feel about the whole thing – and you can just imagine the string of colorful cuss words that I am happy to use to emphasize my point. ;-)

Day one thousand five hundred and thirty-nine of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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3 Responses to The string of colorful cuss words…

  1. Chuck says:

    I’m with you. Cuss words and all.

  2. Katherine says:

    Today I was beside a pickup driving under the I94 bridge on University Drive South. The hitch from the pickup popped off and bounced, just missing my car’s hood. If that had bounced through my windshield…..
    That was purely an accident. The driver had no way of knowing that would happen — I hope. Scary nonetheless.
    The road is a dangerous place to be.

  3. B-dubya says:

    I can’t think of a single reasonable excuse for gravel truck not being tarped! Ditto for the untarped beet trucks. Those beets are huge and hard as a rock–we find them all along the road past our place and I hate to think of one of them hitting a windshield!

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