Originally Posted by FreshTart
In 1999, I was living in Wilmington, NC, and my friend bought me a ticket to see Penn & Teller live in Myrtle Beach, SC with him. It's just an hour drive, but the thing is he was driving a truck for a seafood place. His job was to bring the seafood to various restaurants strung between there and Myrtle Beach. So he said, "well, you'll have to ride with me in the fish truck."
Oh man, this truck was actually a cargo van with no refridgeration and nothing stopping the melted sludge from the iced fish and such in the back from travelling around the van. It was maddeningly disgusting to smell, but moreover, anytime he stopped, the sludge would come racing to the front of the van and splash in to a curl and slap back at your feet.
Man, it was a ride for sure. The smart thing is that we packed some clothes in plastic bags so that we could change when we got there. We tried to eat at a Olive Garden, but the wait time for a table was about an hour. So we took advantage of the bathroom and changed in there and then left to find food elsewhere. (Mind you, this was before I realized Olive Garden didn't serve anything for vegetarians...)
The show was great, afterwards Penn & Teller came out to do a meet and greet in the lobby. We were just sitting on the steps not wanting to return to the van and endure the stench for the hour long ride home. I noticed Penn looking at us kind of funny, I wondered if we still smelled of fish.