A smug truck driver thought he could easily humiliate a brand-new blonde waitress at a highway diner, but he severely underestimated her ability to return fire.
Slapping his menu down, the trucker looked the new waitress up and down and confidently barked his order: “Give me three flat tires, a pair of headlights, and a pair of running boards.”
Determined not to look clueless, the blonde marched straight into the kitchen. “What does this guy think we are, an auto parts store?” she asked the cook.
The cook chuckled. “Relax, that’s just old-school trucker slang. Three flat tires means three pancakes. A pair of headlights means two eggs sunny-side up. And running boards are two strips of crispy bacon.”
“Oh, I see,” the waitress smirked. A brilliant, devious idea instantly flashed in her mind.
Before bringing out any of his actual breakfast, she walked back to the counter and slammed a massive, steaming bowl of baked beans right in front of the trucker.
The driver stared at it, thoroughly confused. “Hey, sweetheart, this isn’t what I ordered!”
The blonde smiled sweetly, leaned over the counter, and replied:
“I know, sir. But while you’re waiting for your parts to arrive, I figured you might want to gas up!”
