A recent college graduate took a new job in hilly Pittsburg and began
commuting each day to work through a tiring array of tunnels, bridges and
traffic jams. To make the task less onerous, he invited several of his
coworkers to share the ride. He soon found, however, that the commute
continued to get more stressful, especially the trips through the tunnels.
He consulted the company doctor.
“Doc,” the frustrated commuter complained, “I’m fine on the bridges, in
heavy traffic, in the day and at night, and even when Joe forgets to bathe
all week long. But when I get in the tunnels and I’ve got those four other
guys crowded around me in the car, I get anxious and dizzy and feel like I’m
going to explode.”
Without further analysis, the doctor announced he had identified the
ailment. “What is it, Doc? Am I going insane?”
“No, no, no, my boy. You have something very common in these parts. You
have what is known as Carpool Tunnel Syndrome.”
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Dr Bob Griffin
“Jesus knows me, this I love”