Keep On Truckin’
Posted on May 3, 2007
Recently I’ve been having some increasingly odd dreams. I thought I would share one of the three I remember fairly clearly today, and the others at some point in the near future:
I was working at a major trucking company, one of the biggest in the country. No, not that one. I don’t know what it was called, but that wasn’t important. I didn’t have time to worry about things like that because I was embroiled in a battle to save this company from the brink of disaster.
Trucking is, at it’s core, something most people don’t want to think about. Tractor trailers are things to be avoided on the highway as their drivers are often tweaked out speed freaks commanding 37 tons of metal and rubber and gas and hate at a million miles per hour.
BUT NO MORE MY FRIENDS!
To combat this negative image I propose a change in the aesthetic values trucking has been to this point based upon. We will replace the depressing gray boxes that intimidate and disgust motorists with epic works of stained glass. A thirty foot cube of dazzling craftsmanship, designed to improve the driving experience for both truckers and everyday motorists alike. Each trailer unique and beautiful, like a snowflake, bending the light in a thousand directions.
The cost you say? Costs be damned. We’re talking about wrestling this flagging industry from the edge of a bottomless pit. Accidents? If nothing else the scene would be a work of unparalleled art.
WHAT SAY YOU GENTLEMEN?
Will you decide to bring this industry to the next level, or allow it to languish in this increasingly dangerous quagmire?
To tell you the truth, I was totally aware that even one accident would probably bankrupt the company, as the trailers put a considerable economic strain on the company as it was. Having to replace what essentially was a one of a kind work of art would have surely lead to complete financial ruin. Still, I had to stick to my guns or these stereotypically balding executives would have eaten me alive.
Unfortunately I woke up before any definite decision could be reached, but I could see the tide starting to turn, and even had a few backers among the stuffed shirts in the room. I stand by my decision though, if trucks were hauling recycled cans in a stained glass cube I think people would just be happier as they drove down the road. At least I would be.
Mom
On May 7, 2007 at 13:35
I always knew you’d find a way to make us rich! Such a smart boy, after all, you are a Nassau!
Bush Mackel
On May 14, 2007 at 21:12
What’s this?! A new post?! INSANITY