Have you ever been driving down the highway, and you look over and see a tarp-covered flatbed truck, and you realize that the shapes underneath it are nothing even remotely recognizable? I hate that. Call me paranoid, but I always wonder just what the hell it is that they're hauling, and to where.
The other day on the way home from work, this truck passed me, and I glanced over and saw this:
I mean, holy shit on a stick. Just look at this thing. This is the highest number of death-inducing signs I have ever seen on a single truck in my life. And it was all covered up with a blue tarp. I didn't even want to breathe when it passed me, just in case.
If you're not familiar with these signs, they are required by law to be displayed on all rigs -- they are supposed to give the authorities an idea of what type of payload they are dealing with in case of an accident.
In other words, they are a reliable indication of just what kind of stuff that particular truck is hauling.
All I know is if I see these types of signs on anything, I want at least six inches of hermetically sealed, stainless steel-reinforced wall between me and it -- not a effing blue tarp.
Of course after I blasted past it and was a safe distance away, I started breathing again. Breathing and wondering. After a minute or two, I had it. I knew exactly what was under that innocuous blue tarp:
Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong.