On my way to work, I often pass the same car going in the opposite direction: turquoise, of some Honda variety, with a mirrored Gators tag on the front of the car. The guy driving the car always seems to be wearing a white dress shirt and random tie. For months I presumed that he worked third shift at Magic Kingdom, since that's where most traffic on this road is headed to or from.
A couple of months ago, though, when driving home on the same route, I passed him again — headed back behind me. So he makes the trip roughly eight hours apart as well, leading me to believe that instead, he lives somewhere near where I work, and works somewhere near where I live.
Makes me wonder if he wants to trade domiciles and decrease the length of both of our commutes.
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