you live like this?”
Meanwhile, the person driving the car is thinking:
“What’s the problem?”
There’s still gas in the tank.
The car is moving.
The destination is not far away.
There are gas stations everywhere.
Everything is fine.
And then the half-tank person looks at the dashboard again.
“No. Seriously. You need gas.”
And you’re like:
“I KNOW.”
I Think It Has Less to Do With Cars Than People Realize
The more I think about it, the more I wonder if this is actually a personality thing.
Not because
