Some Things Just Don't Match

I found it funny a few days ago when my son walked into the livingroom declaring he was going outside. He knows to have his shoes on and did so before making his presents to me. I looked down to find one left gray/red tenny runner on one foot followed by another left shoe of white/blue on the other foot. AND WITHOUT SOCKS! Call the fashion police and Elton John ( He may like this new look ).
Last night at work I happened to meet another company driver who had opened up his hopper bottom to unload his rice, his wife asleep in his bunk, he went for a walk around the plant and I met him as he was coming around to where I was parked. He said he worked for Dan too and we introduced ourselves.
It was my turn to move forward in-line into the noisy dog food plant. I still had another hour and a half before unloading, the driver and I continued our conversation inside the large enclosed concrete building.
Sure enough the Peterbilt truck in front of me looked like mine except for his red fenders vs. my chrome, I recognized it immediatly as being a company truck.
He said he has driven all the trucks and compained about one of them being messy inside the cab. I in-turn complained about whoever loaded my trailer had me 440# overweight. I was grossing 80,440#, Saturday night I was 220# overweight. His eyes grew big. I said,"Yeah I know, I was praying I didn't get pulled into the scales".
He said he was going to try and make it back to his favorite truck stop and I told him where I stopped. He said he had to work that day at his other job and was tired.
His other job....................He's an Arkansas State Trooper.... and me overweight. LOL!!!!
When he said that I thought that is like a dentist being a taffy eater or a surgeon who is a serial killer.
Some things just don't match!