Drivin' to LA -- Stoppin' for Some Chow

    A creaky, squawky radio speaker hangs on the wall of a truck stop outside of Winslow, Arizona.  It's wheezing the lyrics of a country tune, "Livin on love, buyin on time, it doesn't take much if you got what's mine."

     Standing underneath the speaker is a 50'sh, plus waitress pouring coffee into the cup of a need-a-shave and a shower, bleary-eyed truck driver.

     Each booth has a phone mounted on the wall and this truck driver is using it to line up his next load.  He's got a ton of paperwork spread out in front of him.  He barely looks up as the waitress asks;

     "What's ya want honey?"

     Without missing a beat he replies, "I don't want you to wait on me, how about sending over that cute young thing?"

     "Well, I can get over being old, but you'll never get over being stupid," she says with the snarling ease of a champion debater.  "So, let me rephrase my question, what's ya gonna have?"

     He orders some eggs.