Mockery Begins
As a woman truck driver, I’ve seen my fair share of arrogant tough guys, but this moment stood out.
Two bikers stood near the fuel pumps, openly mocking a heavyset trucker, laughing at his size and cracking jokes about his rig.
‘Maybe try a bike instead of hauling cheeseburgers,’ one sneered. I considered stepping in, but then I saw the trucker’s face—and froze.
He wasn’t angry. He just smiled, slow and knowing. That’s when I noticed the scars on his knuckles and the way other bikers in the lot had gone eerily quiet.
The two loudmouths had no idea who they were messing with—but they were about to find out.