They couldn’t get much worse. A few years back my oldest was using mobility to get back and forth to school. She called her dad panicking because the ride was late, the pickup window kept getting pushed back, it had gotten dark and a snow storm rolling in with her waiting for them. We were both on the way home and calculated who could get there faster to get her. It was him. I sat in traffic on the phone with mobility giving them a piece of my mind. Over 3 hours past her original window and they were still saying another 30 minutes at least.