Co-driver Goes Missing At A Truck Stop

As a seasoned trucker, I've seen drivers duke it out on the fuel line many times. I have also seen brawls happen in the back of truck stops. Not only that, but I have also seen many rookies hitting other trucks by accident. I mean you name it, I’ve seen it all. The most memorable fight that I had ever seen was when I was on a trip with a co-driver whom we shall say, our partnership fell apart real fast on the way home.

In Arizona, I stop at a truck stop between Flagstaff and the California state line. After an eternity, I finally decided to pull up on the fuel line. I fuel up and go inside to take a shit and get something to drink and snack on. I come back, and the sleeper curtain is open, no co-driver. 30-45 minutes go by and he comes out. That's cool, take your time because I ain't stopping from here on out. Get it all out now. I put some trash in a couple bags and put it on the floor, it was mostly his trash from his shift prior, that I couldn't stand having in the cabin anymore.

He opens the door and dumps the bags on the ground. So I lit his ass up with all the fury that I could muster up. 2 garbage cans 20 feet away. Holy shit no! I go put the bags in the trash cans and come back to the truck. As I'm doing my logbook, I look up and glance at my mirror. I see two drivers flapping wings at each other getting a big dick. Oh good a fight, let's watch! Sorry but I enjoy watching some action drama. Suddenly they go at it like baboons. Fists flying but they're not landing any hits. Then one of the drivers picks up the trashcans, and throws them at the other driver, the can hits him square in the face and blows open with paper towels going all over the place.

WWE just rolled into town apparently. So I got out and started walking back to watch, and apparently, every other driver on the fuel line had the same idea. The driver who got trash canned, reached into the storage compartment in his truck and pulls out a huge chain with a big ass padlock on it. He swung it furiously, as he's coming back to the front of the truck where the trash canner is. Mr. Chain Gang takes out the pump, takes out his driver-side window, knocks the mirror off his truck, puts a huge gouge in his fender, and then he makes it to the trash canner. The guy runs around the other side of the fuel pump, grabs the squeegee, and starts beating Chain Gang with it.

All it does is get the guy wet and piss him off more. So now it's a battle of melee weapons. Enough time rolls by that they realize neither weapon of choice is doing any good, so in an epic sequence of moves, they bear hug the living fuck out of each other, flop to the ground, and start bicycling each other. I walk inside and tell the lady that there's a fight on the fuel line, and she bolts out the door and breaks them up, like a chaperon breaking up two kids fighting on the playground. All this because supposedly Chain Gang said some shit to trash canner's wife. His argument was that he didn't do shit, she just walked up and started picking a fight. I believe the chain gunner more than the trash can guy.

But why do I care? I had seen some Netflix-level drama before my shift.