A very old feeble driver I've never seen is at the helm of the final ACF of the week. He does not take the usual going home route, no panic sometimes the other route through Newark is quicker.
Soon as we are on the Turnpike he pulls off in the emergency lane, turns on all the interior lights and asks us 55 numb-asses "how do you get to route 80?" SO a little woman with a thick Jamaican accent is navigating.
We are not on the regular route but we're going the right direction. For now.
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