So my right front tire pops on the 401 in burlington today. No big deal, I pull my car far over on the shoulder and begin to put the spare on. As I get to the point of jacking up my car and loosen the bolts I see a old husband and wife in a white new cadillac pull up behind me on the shoulder.
I look at them and think, ‘wow, what nice people, on this rainy shitty day these two people are taking time out of their day to see if a stranger needs any help’.
So I walk over to their car, stand next to the passenger window and the husband rolls down the window leans over his wife and says to me “wheres 401 East?”
…“what?”
I tried not to laugh out of surprise, and just said to them “your on 401 West, turn around” and walked away speechless.
So these two asshats think “OH hey, there’s a guy! That freezing wet cold bastard on the side of the road is the perfect person to ask for directions!”
