I was looking through one of my favorite forums called The Truckers Report and stumbled across a thread witrh a funny title that I had to read and then post this story to. The thread title was"the Strangest Place you're Bathed? For thoose ofd you not farmiliar with trucking we don't have showers in our sleepers unless we are lucky enough to have one of those 101" long bunks then we have everything but there are not to many of those out there! We have been known to go for several days between a bath or shower as time can play rough on us and I was doing a dedicated run to NYC and I would shower the night before I got to town and then it would be 1 and a half to two days before I got a "normal" shower. Handi wipes do help in the in between times!
So here is my post for you to enjoy:
Aside from the creeks in the oil patch, hoses, sinks, rivers and lakes I'd say the strangest place wasn't so strange as to what happened!
I was parked on Meeker Ave in Brooklyn on the 4th of July! I had finished my 2 days of deliveries and was waiting on that load message knowing it wasn't going to come in till the next day!
I NEEDED a bath badly!There are NO truck stops in the 5 boroughs or on Long Island! My friends were not home so a shower at their flat was out of the question and I wasn't going to go all the way up to the Bronx to another friends apt!
So, it's time to get ready for a truck shower! I always carry an old orange bathing suit with me for in case I get to go swimming or I need to do a jug bath! I get "dressed" for my bath and put on my flip flops and grab 3 gallons of water out from under the bunk and set then on the catwalk between the truck and trailer. I grab my wash rag and liquid soap and get the wash rag ready by squirting some soap on it and then grab my shampoo and towel and climb up on the catwalk.
Now I'm parked about half a building down from the Union Pool Bar. It's about 4 o'clock and nice and warm. I get the first gallon of water and pour it over my head and get wet and of course pull the swim trunks out a little and get "other" body parts wet and start to soap down.
Of course for "proper" washing I always start with my face and work my way down and having a face full of soap my eyes are closed.
Yes, I've washed myself enough times that I don't need lights or have to see what I'm doing! Uncle Sam helped me learn how to do a fast bath also!
Any way I'm soaping on down and get to the "other" parts and reach in with the soapy wash rag and for some reason I hear, a giggle? HUH? I'm thinking and so I do my legs and feet and then add a little more water to my head and am searching for my bottle of shampoo and I hear, "A little to you left" in a female voice!
I stand straight up with a gallon of water in my hands and rinse the soap out of my face and look towards the place where I heard the voice and to my surprise I have an audience! Apparently the whole bar emptied out as I was more interesting than sitting and talking to your friends sipping your suds!
A free show has opened out on the side walk and I'm the center of attraction!
There are cameras and cell phones out and I'm starting to get applause so I do the first thing that comes to mind. I scream and "cover" my chest with my wash rag and get a standing ovation! One guy tells me when I'm finished to come on in and my drinks are on the house!
OK! I finish doing my hair and drying off, yes, in front of God and Brooklyn and climb in the truck get dressed, sprinkle on a little cologne and go in and have a great time at the Union Pool and some well earned beers!
I just hope I never see the videos on YouTube! Too bad I hadn't put a hat on the sidewalk as I might have been able to buy a nice steak dinner out of the donations!
The 4th of July in NYC will never be forgotten by yours truly!
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