So she stopped at a truckstop or something and texted me. I asked her to describe the place and its denizens:
"A whole bunch of morbidly obese white people in white sneakers with white socks. Alternatively, Crocs."
"There is an elderly homosexual couple in matching outfits (red shirts tucked into short white shorts) arguing over the fish tartar sandwich from Hardee's. The older of the two is wearing black loafers with white socks."
"There is a Hardee's and a Taco Bueno and a Kemp's Pizza. It is hot as balls and a fat lady, chewing with her mouth open, is looking at me disapprovingly."