A long-haul trucker slid into a booth at a busy highway café and told the brand-new blonde waitress:
“Alright, sweetheart—bring me three blowouts, two high beams, and a couple of side steps.”
The poor girl blinked, nodded politely, and hustled to the kitchen, looking baffled.
She stuck her head in the door and whispered, “There’s a man out there ordering blowouts, high beams, and side steps… Are we supposed to fix his truck or feed him?”
The cook nearly dropped his spatula laughing.
Relax, kid. ‘Blowouts’ are pancakes, ‘high beams’ are sunny-side eggs, and ‘side steps’ are bacon. Truckers talk in parts.”
Feeling smarter, she plated the order—then spotted a pot of beans and got a mischievous idea. She scooped some on for good measure.
When she delivered the meal, the trucker frowned at the bowl.
“What’s with the beans?”
She flashed her brightest smile.
