They keep saying the right person will come along. I think mine got hit by a truck.

The line is a wry inversion of a familiar reassurance about romantic destiny: that patience will be rewarded when “the right person” appears. By imagining that person literally “hit by a truck,” the speaker turns consolation into dark comedy, expressing frustration with platitudes and the sense that chance, bad timing, or sheer misfortune can derail the narratives people use to make loneliness bearable. The joke also implies agency and skepticism—refusing to accept sentimental optimism at face value—while using exaggeration to make disappointment socially sayable. Its punchy, self-deprecating tone fits a modern, candid style of relationship commentary often associated with Jong’s public persona.