Why do people driving next to me look so lifeless?

Are we in a big fucking video game? At a stoplight, I glance to the right and see an old mexican man driving, hunched over the wheel, hands at 10 and 2, mouth hanging open, head fixed forward.

I look to the left and see a woman with a scarf, 6 empty spaces from the car in front of her. WTF, pull up, bitch!

The light changes, I look over at other drivers. All the same open mouth, slack-jawed, lifeless postures.

Wait, there's a stereotypical businessman in a black Mercedes, window down, left hand holding a folded Wallstreet Journal against the steering wheel. Right hand holding a large Starbucks cup.

And there's an old pale blue rust-bucket of a pickup truck ahead. I already know. Yep. Straw hat farmer wearing suspenders.


All characters in my video game?