"and that means getting in a car with me."
Ok. Awkward answer by the driver. And creeepy. The first passenger made the comment after passing three other cars that weren't going her way. I was behind her and so I got to sit in the front seat.
The car smelled like cigarettes but not of someone that smoked in the car. But the smell was stronger than of someone that smoked but not in their car. It smelled like bar, and someone that's been in it for a while.
And it sort of made sense because the guy was swerving... He almost ran off the road three times. I thought he was going to pull off the exit ramp at all of them when it wasn't ours because he was swerving so much. We were going straight, and he was having a hard time keeping it straight. And on top of that he had the radio off, probably so he could focus.
A police car gets on the road and this guy slows down for no reason. We had three people in the car, we were going the speed limit, in the right lane, and this was a couple hundred yards before the exit. And the guy slowed down, and was making way too much effort to look behind him.
I usually block out faces when I post them but you can tell how glassy his eyes look when you zoom up on it. All I know is that I wanted to get out of the car ASAP.
This guy drives a tan 90's style Toyota. So what the hell do we do in this situation? Pray?
He looked like an extra creepy Kenny Bania from Seinfeld.
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