This has got to be the worst Friday of my life. My boss chewed me out because of this giant stick in her ass. Then I drove 45 minutes for a horrible tinder date, now I'm standing on the side of a pitch-black highway save for the flashing light of a state trooper, and the front half of a very dead dear in my passenger seat, the rest laying on the hood of my car. Its too late to call anybody for a ride, and uber just laughed at my location. The officer had dispatch send a tow truck, and he was kind enough to wait with me till the wrecker showed. We were just shootin' the shit when the flashing yellow lights became visible. The officer said I could probably ride to town with the driver, maybe get an uber home. I wasn't paying attention as the driver parked the flatbed tow truck. But then I heard a voice I was expecting.
"Car vs Dear huh, looks like she sent her a little hard." Sure the voice was a bit hillbilly sounding, but it was a female voice. My head involuntarily whipped around. I don't know what I was expecting her to look like, but it wasn't this. She was maybe 5'10" skinny but also had an athletic build. Medium length brown hair, pulled into a tight ponytail. She was wearing steel toed boots, a pair of figure hugging Carhart jeans tucked into her boots, a thick black belt and a tight hi-vis t-shirt tucked into her pants. The officer went over and started talking to the driver, he pointed back at me, she shrugged, and nodded.
"Alright, Becca is going to take it from here, she agreed to give a ride to the impound lot. Call your insurance company Monday let them know you got in an accident, and that the car is at Ronnie's Towing. I hope your weekend gets better." The officer gave me an incident report for the insurance company. I had already taken some pictures. I watched enthralled as Becca started to work on my car.
"Hey Bud you want me to tow the deer too?" I laughed at her sarcasm, she tossed me a pair of thick work gloves, apparently, I was now a deputy tow truck driver. We pulled the deer out; she shined her flashlight on it, and she told me it's a shame the deer is no good, too much trauma to use for meat. I stood off to the side watching her hook up, with actual hooks and chains my car to the winch on her truck. Watching her put the hooks under my car was a treat, she got down on her hands and knees, and lowered her body to see under my car. I immediately thought of the lyrics to an old rap song but a group called 2 Live Crew. "Face down ass up, that's the way we like to fuck." I hope she can't read minds she might leave me here and take the deer with her.
She was done hooking up all too quickly and she got my car loaded. We hopped into the tow truck and were hopefully headed to civilization. We had a nice chat during the 20 minute drive the wrong direction from my place, and got back to her impound yard around four in the morning. I popped open uber on my phone.
"Yeah you ain't gonna get a driver out here right now, it's either too or too early take your pick, where do you live?" She asked.
I was about 30 minutes from home when the deer decided to hitch hike, and then you took me about 20 minutes back the way I came." She grimaced at that.
"Oof that sucks. Look I only got a couple hours left on my shift, plus I'm getting hungry, there's an okay diner down the road that's 24 hours, if you wanna come with me when I'm done dropping your car you can, more comfortable then standing here till daylight, plus you seem like you'd be good company."
"Sold!" I said. She made quick work rolling my car of her truck, we got back in her wrecker, and rolled down the street to a greasy spoon(and tables, chairs, the air you breathe etc etc etc). Becca was tomboy cute, not much makeup except eyelashes, and lip gloss. She wasn't curvy like I normally go for, she wasn't a stick either. Trim with muscles, not bulky but she had definition, perky breasts maybe a baby B cup, narrow waist, flat stomach, and a butt just a little bigger than you'd expect probably from squats. We grabbed a booth near the bar, I didn't realize I was hungry till I opened the menu. A juicy burger and fries would hit the spot. I would best describe my appearance as a guy that goes to the gym a couple times a week but loves tacos. Not fat but I doubt I will ever have visible abs. Really the best description for me is last year's Chevy Malibu I'm not your dream car but you aren't embarrassed by having one.. I ain't bad looking there's just 1000's of other guys that look just like me, exceedingly average.
"HEY, HEY ZACH WAKE UP AND STOP JERKING OFF IN THE MAYO!" We were the only two in the diner when she yelled to the back. I heard a crash in the kitchen area, followed by a loud FUCK. An overweight guy in a hairnet appeared in the service window.
"Hey, Becca, you remembered our date night." Zach sounded like her gargled drain-o when he wakes up. He was ogling Becca so hard he didn't see me right away. When he did see me he looked really disappointed he could sexually harass this girl all night.
"What do ya want?" He barked at us. Becca ordered chili cheese fries, I ordered a cheeseburger and fries.
"Hey Zach no mayo on the burger." I yelled; Becca nearly burst out laughing. The cook was not amused.
"A man with a sense of humor when his world goes to shit is rare these days." She seemed equal parts declarative and impressed.
"My day started bad and got worse. But to be honest so far this has been the only good part." I told her a bit about my day, getting yelled at by my boss, the catfish tinder date I should have ended when I saw her, and she had already met my co-pilot. She laughed at my pain while apologizing. She looked at me smiled and said:
"I only brought you here because you're the first guy in a year that hasn't remarked about me being a woman tow truck driver, you didn't question me on how I do my job, and you only lightly stared at my butt."
