Mood In Car Takes Grim Turn After Cach Misses Exit
The atmosphere inside a pickup truck became gravely serious Thursday afternoon immediately after driver Kevin Cach missed the highway exit he was supposed to take, backseat sources confirmed.
'Well, we missed the exit,' Cach said in a terse tone of voice that, within seconds, reversed the genial mood that had characterized the trip up until that moment, and cast a dire pall felt by everyone in the vehicle. 'We missed the goddamn exit!'
'[Expletive],' he added, gripping the steering wheel tighter and sitting forward in his seat.
Sources indicated that the realization immediately halted all conversation and prompted Cach to curtly switch the radio off, which left behind a tense silence punctuated only by the erratic palpitation of the truck’s wheels as they rolled across irregularities in the pavement.
'WE MISSED THE GODDAMN EXIT!'
Noises that had previously been ignored — including a faint rattling in the truck’s frame and a high-pitched whine from what was probably the engine — reportedly seemed to grow acutely audible as the group sat wordlessly in their seats. 'I told you to watch out for it,' Cach said after some time, gruffly addressing the passenger seat. 'Daschel, you dumbass! Didn’t I tell you to watch out for the exit?'
After Cach bluntly dismissed the suggestion that perhaps he should have been paying more attention to the road, the atmosphere in the car became even more grim, witnesses reported, and Chris Daschel stopped talking altogether, intently staring down at his phone.
As the minutes and miles passed and no viable turnaround point emerged, sources noted that Cach began to angrily mention aspects of the truck's cab that never seemed to bother him before, but had now evidently become significant nuisances. After grumbling that it was 'too damn hot in here,' Cach is said to have jabbed violently at the temperature controls and flipped various air vents away from himself before settling back into his seat, continuing in silence for a minute or so, and then, seemingly out of nowhere, banging the steering wheel in frustration.
PERHAPS HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN PAYING MORE ATTENTION TO THE ROAD
'Shit,' whispered Cach who a short time earlier had been joking around with his friends but who now seemed positively ready to snap at any moment.
Gathering that any lighthearted banter had been suspended indefinitely due to Cach’s darkened mood, the group took to staring out their windows, jaws clenched, their focus on the roadside landscape that the errant vehicle was now barreling past 5 to 7 miles per hour faster than before.
According to those familiar with the situation, the group attempted to remain as still as possible after a small noise James Meyer made while shifting uncomfortably in the backseat caused Cach to whip his head around, his expression conveying how bleak the state of affairs had become. 'Don’t do that when I’m driving!' Cach barked in a tone that contrasted starkly with the voice he had used moments prior to warmly deliver an anecdote concerning dirt bikes.
Though the time lost due to the missed exit was estimated to be no more than 15 minutes, Cach nevertheless insisted that their schedule was now 'all thrown off,' and went on to declare that any pit stops would now have to be eliminated due to the error.
At press time, Cach had reportedly let out a long, quavering sigh as the truck returned to its originally intended route.
