“The Facetious Driver”

His driver was a bit facetious, but he did not complain about it, because he knew that one day this foolish man would fall off of the pedestal he believes he was on. It did not take long for him to fall. They were headed from the Bronx to Brooklyn, when his driver made a wrong turn. He told him that he should have made a left instead of a right.
“Who is driving, you or me?”
“You are right, you’re driving.” he said and looked through the window with a smile on his face. He saw that they were heading to Queens, if they stayed on the road they were on. The driver continued on, then he said, “I think I am heading in the wrong direction.”
“You can make a left on the first street you are coming to, and another left on the second street on the block.”
“The GPS did not say that,” said the driver.
He said okay, then, he opened his bag and took out a book to read for two reasons. One; he did not want to use bad language, and two; he knew that the drive to Queens, at that hour of the day, would be brutal, because of the traffic. Two hours later, they were in Astoria, Queens driving around and around in circles…