underdogishere

A lot of times when I'm stuck at a traffic light -- which is, like, a hundred times a day anymore -- I pass the time by watching the people in the car behind me in my rearview mirror. I call it "rearviewing." I try to be surreptitious, turning my head a little and then looking out of the corner of my eye at the mirror. It's interesting what you see sometimes, watching people who are in public but, being insulated by a big solid car, may think of themselves as in private. I've seen my share of nose-pickers, and the happy ones who bop and sing along with music I can't hear, and when there's more than one person in the car, sometimes a little drama gets played out.

Yesterday I was rearviewing while in a line of stopped traffic. The driver behind me was an attractive young woman with dark hair and olive skin, but I couldn't figure out what she was doing. Her head was still, turned to the side, a little elevated... and then suddenly I got it! She was rearviewing the car behind her !

Which made me wonder something I had never wondered before:

What are the people in the car ahead of me doing?

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