When a truck pulls in front of me while driving on a highway, I get mad – maybe rightfully so.
I appreciate truck drivers. It seems like a tough job and lifestyle. I’m not sure I could do it.
I should be thanking truck drivers. Without truck drivers, I wouldn’t have many – maybe none – of the goods I use on a daily basis.
Truck drivers are doing their jobs. They’re trying to get from place to place safely and successfully. Maybe they’re rushing home to be with their families. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt.
Thank you truck drivers.