Being dirt poor has it's advantages: it sparks creativity when fueled by desperation. In B's case, he hasn't been able to swing by the house to outfit his truck with essentials. He's getting by with a few changes of clothes, his shower bag and my netbook, but not much more than that. After a week on the road, his food supply is dwindling and at this point isn't much more than some stale bread, some wilting lettuce, even more wilted salad, a tomato and some frozen burritos. The downside to the frozen burritos is that they need to be cooked before they can be eaten. When you get a truck it's not like being handed the keys to a fully furnished apartment. In other words, B doesn't have any way to cook right now. Money is tight enough right now that eating all his meals out is not feasible when we have kids to care for and bills to pay. And the fact that today is a bank holiday and delayed his paycheck certainly doesn't help either.
So with next to nothing to eat, B spent a while wracking his brain to figure out how to get his burrito to an edible state. What he ended up doing was cranking the heat up in his truck, then taping one of the burritos near his heater vent at the base of his bunk and left it there for half an hour.
Leave it to a hungry man to come up with that! It's not nearly as convenient as being able to throw it in the microwave for 3 minutes, but it was better than anything else he had to eat. I've gotta give him credit for resourcefulness and for giving me a good laugh. My poor trucker! He's really roughing it tonight.
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