I Sometimes Think They Are Truly Out to Get Me

I used to think that the worst drivers in the country were those from New Jersey. This was based on observations I made as a young man living in south Florida during tourist season. I felt then that it was okay to give them wrong directions because of their atrocious driving habits. So I did so... as often as I was asked.

But yesterday, on the long ride (some 9 or so hours), I learned that Florida drivers are worse.  I had no trouble with drivers in Mississippi or Alabama and, indeed, not even in northern Florida. It was only after I turned south on I-75 and got past Gainesville that I found myself among the clustering sort, the mad-dashers, and the totally mindless.

But I survived and made it home. Which might just be a good thing.

Then a thought struck me... perhaps there's a community of former New Jersyans living in central Florida?


It boggles the mind.