(Please forgive any composition errors. This is my first attempt at using my smartphone to send an email.)

Since Monday, I have been experiencing the fascinating world of professional trucking. And it has struck me that - at least at the PC level and for smaller ports - a truck stop has a lot to contribute, in the way of ambiance, over airports. Let me give a couple of examples:

Case 1: After using the scales, a certain ill-mannered driver stopped only a few feet out of the scales, apparently to deal with trip paperwork. It didn't seem to bother him that everyone was cursing him to Hades for blocking the exit from both the scales and half the fuel islands . . .

Case 2: I watched someone cursing in what seemed to be Arabic, as they chisselled what appeared to be decades of corrosion off a trailer's DOT bumper, presumably because that was what was needed to get the reflective stickers he had been ticketed for not having to adhere . . .