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God made me for a reason and nothing is in vain. Redemption comes in many shapes with many kinds of pain. Oh sweet Jesus if you're listening,
keep me ever close to you, As I'm stumblin', tumblin', wonderin', as I'm travelin' thru. -Dolly Parton

Sunday, May 2, 2010

maybe i'll take a C A B

Recently, I've been writing about my transportation "situations" quite a bit. But the thing is, public transportation is my only option of getting around here and that means you are really never alone, and these interactions can create some freaking funny stuff! So I have decided that I would just make this the last post in the "transportation segment" of my blog.

So, the other night I was leaving work. Since I had to drop a hand delivery on my way home, I decided to let the company treat me to a cab. So, I hail one. And I get in. I tell him where I am going. And he starts driving.

And boy is he driving! Cabbies usually drive fast, but this guy was flying. And cursing. At every other driver on the road!
"Get out of my f*ing way!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?? Go back to Florida!!"

Blah blah blah. I start to get a little worried. I'm gasping at every green light. This guy is driving like there aren't lines on the road and we're literally swerving between lanes and accelerating and braking spastically. And then it happened. A black towncar stopped short in front of us and we slam into the back of them.

Great. This is awesome. My cabbie is yelling at the driver of the towncar, screaming all the four letter words I've ever heard. The other driver is obviously pissed about my idiot cab driver 1) hitting him and 2) screaming at him. So he steps out of his car. He walks around and stands in between our cab and the road. He's calling the cops. And we are trying to escape. My driver is backing up and pulling forward to try and manuver back into the road. Meanwhile, I'm in the back seat screaming, "Let me out here! I'm getting out!" Not effective...

The other driver is getting really angry now. We're about to drive away. In his state of panic, he flings himself onto the hood! The man is laying on the hood of the cab! What the heck! To make a long story short, my driver reverses and goes forward over and over again, throwing the man from the hood of the car, and speeds off.

The point of the story is that I am really missing my Volvo. That is all.

3 comments:

  1. I'm so happy to FINALLY discover your blog missy. Loves it. Can't wait to come visit you soon!!

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  2. whoaaaaaa totally didn't know you were a blogger. I should've named mine E13th... we could've been alike!! Had so much fun at your bday, can't wait to see ya again!!

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  3. And I thought my first cab experience was a nightmare. You win......lol

    Good luck in New York!

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