Carpool~Torture Chambers Part 2

now the agony of carpooling can assault every sense:

• SMELL: if your driver smokes, if they smell, if they have those air fresheners that remind me of when the dentist Novocaines you. i love when they smoke and they literally "'crack" the window, as if the shit magically all floats to that tiny crack with the wind whipping by, when it has the entire calm car to expand to
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• TASTE: owners, even owners of crappy ones, they say "you can't eat in my car!" even though it's rush hour/dinner time and you're stuck in traffic?
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• HEARING: the driver's "music"! maybe worse than the music: hearing how great their Prius is, hearing for hours them talking about themselves, their kids, them them them
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• TOUCH: drivers that will freeze you to death from cracking the window smoking, or they have a crappy car with crappy heat, crappy a.c... then there's the front seat driver that keeps the window way open and gives the back seater the biggest blow job of their lives. not the good one, the lose your eyebrow one.
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• SIGHT: you have to take their route. so instead of taking the scenic route you take the industrial route. and then that one's backed up because your driver didn't listen to the traffic report because they were talking about themselves the whole time. and did you know that listening to the traffic is one of the few times in our lives that we can see into the future, for free! and how many don't do it! maybe that's why there's traffic jams because they're listening to themselves or their crappy music!