Boring question #75: Road trip nightmare passenger, which is worse?

Easy. I’d take the mummy. I drive 100 miles every day by myself, so it would be business as usual.

Why do you ask questions if you know they are boring?

Either of these would do my skull in, by differing means no doubt.

Me. Because I’m going to taser all of these f@*^heads.

@janbb If the question is boring, no one insults anyone, the question doesn’t end up in the purgatory of peat-mod never to be seen again, and it is not so cerebral people can’t follow it; tends to happen if the question is dynamic, exciting, substantive, deep, logical and insightful.

The most awful would be someone who confused the usage of “worse” with “worst”. But not you.

Toss up between the mummy, barely speak 3 words type and the sleeper/ snorer.
If I wanted to travel alone I would. Don’t be a corpse.
I’ll take the chatty Cathy, turn on the radio, have some FUN, type!

^^ The radio crapped out, remember, forcing you to interact with your passenger.

Chatty Cathy wins then, we’ll just sing!

The worse would be having some guy who tells you about how he got rid of all his knives and scissors and other sharp/cutting objects, because otherwise, he keeps doing stupid things with them. Then he doesn’t say anything anymore, and for the whole trip, he just kinda looks at you from the corner of his eye every now and then.

Also I’d take the mummy. Having my own mummy, that would rock!

I would totally take the mummy. I’d just be a mummy, too.

And none of those are that terrifying, having spent 24 hours in a Suburban with my husband, his mother, a 9 yr old and a 4 yr old. That’s a road-trip nightmare.

The cute one with the nice legs is the one I would prefer to get stuck with. The rest I can tune out regardless of who it is.

The worst would be the guy that hasn’t bathed for a month.

If the OP were the passenger I’d kill myself.

Chatty Cathy, as long as it isn’t the actual doll.

I think they would all be equally bad. Or at least various forms of torture. would i prefer to be beat, half choked, brain washed with loud repeated pseudo music or water boarded for the next three hours.

Usually I can tune things out. Remarkable coping mechanism. But assuming something is wrong with my equilibrium all have capacity to be awful.

• A gas bag with flatulence problems.

Stinky, but probably worth a few laughs.

• A ”Chatty Cathy” whom you can’t get a word in edgewise.

Annoying, but would save me from finding something interesting to say.

• A mummy who stares out the window who you can hardly get three words strung together from them.

Bothersome. Would force me to attempt conversing…unless it was my wife. Then I’d probably worry she was pissed off…again.

• The noisy sleep who reclines the seat and proceeds to saw logs while slumbering.

Let ‘em sleep.

• The worry wart, who insist on stopping all of the time because they thought they heard something funny with the car, tires, etc, or it sounded like the car was flat.

Winner! After the third time, this would have gotten old and extremely annoying.

If the OP were the passenger I’d kill myself. Oh snap! You mean I can’t even go to prison for choking the living daylights out of you?~ Har har, you are a hoot, that is what you are. Har har.