I work alone. I drive alone, I break down my orders, move on to the next delivery, the next pickup and then head home. Occasionally I meet up with other Dot drivers on a customer's dock.
A half mile up the road I see the blue Volvo driving in the Eastbound lane. I am driving west. The two trucks would be hard to tell apart if they were parked side by side. I can not read the oncoming truck's number, and I would not know who's truck it is anyway. We can not see each other, but I always see an arm through the driver's side door window waving enthusiastically my way. I am waving also. As the trucks pass I never recognize the driver. We both work for Dot Foods. It is comfort enough to see another Dot driver, even if I don't who it is.
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