Several years ago one of my former employees, who had gone in business for himself, asked to “borrow” one of my teenage sons to help him on a plumbing job for a couple of days.  It was arranged that they would meet at a local wholesale plumbing supply house and my son would leave his car there and drive one of my former employee’s trucks to the job. 

They soon found themselves in heavy traffic, which thinned out substantially as they accessed the freeway, a good distance from each other.  Joe, my former employee, saw his truck up ahead in one of the passing lanes and sped up to get in front of it, so my son could follow him to the job.  The faster Joe went, the faster the truck ahead went, until at about 80 miles an hour Joe screamed into the two-way radio with which he had equipped his trucks:

”Goddamn it, Lucky, SLOW DOWN…you’re going over 80 miles an hour.”

There was a brief silence and then Lucky replied:

“How can I slow down, you dumb bastard, I’m BEHIND YOU!”

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