Trucker slang for stimulants (amphetamines or extra-strong caffeine pills), used to keep the driver awake and alert. Often used when driving late at night, or on a second shift when the driver should be pulled over and sleeping in a motel or rest stop.
My second driver is a west coast turnaround, and he's gonna drive us all the way back home.
An affliction that often occurs to people who chronically don't think carefully enough about what they are saying in a conversation. Saying something thoughtless that might hurt another's feelings is something we all do occasionally, but if it happens more than once or twice per month, you might have foot-in-mouth disease.
When Bill dissed his sister's new boyfriend to his buddy Richard, he didn't bother to look around and make sure she was out of earshot. Richard said, "Damn, Bill, she's in the kitchen only a few feet away! D'ya got foot-in-mouth disease or somethin'? "
A customer in any kind of retail establishment (restaurant, grocery, beauty salon, etc.), who seems to be committed to causing the greatest possible disruption to the orderly flow of business, but who isn't even aware that they are causing a problem. One thing that all NC's have in common, regardless of what type of retail business you meet one in, is that they consume far more of a staff person's time than can possibly be justified by the amount of money they will spend. Also, they will hold up the line for an inordinate amount of time, for everyone behind them, causing an ever-increasing level of impatience, eye-rolling, toe-tapping, and general disgust in the other customers, that will get dumped on the unfortunate staff person when the NC is finally done and the line starts moving again. Typical scenarios for Nightmare Customers are: recent immigrants with insufficient language skills to at least minimally communicate their needs to the store staff. Elderly customers, usually women, who are hard of hearing, possibly with early stage dementia, maybe also a recent immigrant with limited language skills, and for-sure also holding a purse stuffed with hundreds (thousands?) of coupons, mostly expired, that they are trying to use, but first have to find in the clutter.
As I waited in line at the supermarket checkout, I suddenly noticed a Coupon Commando
two places ahead of me, with an overflowing load of groceries in her trolley, start sorting through a huge wad of coupons she had just pulled out. With an inaudible sigh and groan, I resigned myself to a 45 minute wait and a gallon of melted ice cream, while this Nightmare Customer went through her coupons.