in the semi-truck with Darrell several years ago. Those gals must sit outside with binoculars..they kept hollering on the CB radio for "the Wal-mart truck to come inside and see us. We have free coffee". Then they offered to "fill his thermos for free"... to say the least, one glare from me and Darrell quietly reached over and flipped the CB off
When it got dark (we were headed North), we found a VERY small town to break at. As Darrell was filling out his log book, we had to figure out where we were....and we couldn't....we wanted to put on the log sheet "Three gas pumps and a W horehouse". That's all that was there!
The gas pumps were credit card only (no attendant booth) and the building behind it was a metal shed looking place with a red light bulb next to the door. Neither of us was brave enough to walk over and ask where we were. The half dozen homes nearby all had their lights off for the night, so we had to pull out a map and guess where we were. To this day, we're still not sure!