This post is simply about Truck Guy. We met him today, and spent more time behind him than we ever cared to.
Truck Guy drives a grey working Sierra. Apparently he thinks the entry of the Taco Bell drive-through is a great place to park and meditate, never mind that other hopeful Taco Bell patrons (us) were then stuck with the trunk of our car stuck out into hordes of oncoming traffic. Eventually Truck Guy joined the rest of the line and let us in off the street. It was a long line. Truck Guy apparently didn't realize when it was his turn, didn't know what he wanted, or started meditating again. I almost honked at a human being for the first time in my driving career, but even then it seemed rude. Truck Guy woke up or made up his mind eventually and placed his order. It must have been complicated. By the time we made it to the window we thought he might decided to go ahead a scarf his food right there in the truck. Thankfully, that was not so.
I don't know when or if we will meet Truck Guy again. Hopefully we won't be in a hurry.