Post by sweetpea on Jan 4, 2020 23:54:08 GMT
A lorry stops at a red light. A blonde pulls up alongside, winds down her window and yells, "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load."
The lorry driver just ignores her, the light changes, and he proceeds down the street. At the next light, the blonde again catches up and yells, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load."
He ignores her again and continues down the street. At the next red light the blonde stops behind the lorry and runs up to the cab up, all out of breath, bangs on the window and screams, "HI, MY NAME IS HEATHER AND YOU ARE LOSING SOME OF YOUR LOAD."
The lorry driver looks at her and, finally, he says, "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's snowing, and I'm driving a gritter."
The lorry driver just ignores her, the light changes, and he proceeds down the street. At the next light, the blonde again catches up and yells, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load."
He ignores her again and continues down the street. At the next red light the blonde stops behind the lorry and runs up to the cab up, all out of breath, bangs on the window and screams, "HI, MY NAME IS HEATHER AND YOU ARE LOSING SOME OF YOUR LOAD."
The lorry driver looks at her and, finally, he says, "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's snowing, and I'm driving a gritter."
