We went to northern Virginia today for work. That meant a 12 hour day, 4 hours of it spent in the truck. Nothing of astounding interest, except observing the nuts stuck in the traffic jams with us.
The first time I looked over at the neighboring car, I saw a woman in her 20’s putting on her makeup. The next time I looked over, I saw a man looking at the coupons from yesterday’s newspaper. I didn’t look over any more. Not knowing might not make me safer, but at least I didn’t have to think about the moron in the car next to us.