My Sad Little Snow Story
I was running late to work this morning. I needed to be at a meeting at noon. I had 25 minutes to make the mile walk to CP’s offices. And there was snow falling. I know. I know. The roads and sidewalks were generally fine. And the snow flakes were the size of sea salt. I still immediately thought about wussing out and taking a cab.
All I had was $5. I knew my $5 wasn’t going to get me to the office. But my fiver could get me close to my destination. I figured maybe a cab driver would want to play good citizen on the occasion of our first bit of snow.
I found an idling cab on 16th Street–about two-thirds of the way to my office. Through a crack in the cab’s passenger-side window, I made my pitch to the cabbie: “All I have is $5,” I shouted. “Could you take me as far as my $5 could go?”
The cabbie just smiled and shook his head. He then drove away leaving me to dodge snow flakes and sidewalk puddles.
I arrived at my meeting on time. But I had to jog every other block to make it. I’m wondering why my cab driver wouldn’t accept my offer? It wouldn’t have taken up much of his time. And I was honest.
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5:07 pm
Let me guess: When you weren’t running, you were smoking.
5:36 pm
I was not smoking.
7:28 pm
Maybe the cabbie thought you were offering $5 for a BJ.
8:07 pm
Because he could have gotten $7.50 (plus tip, even) taking anybody else an even shorter difference.
4:56 pm
Since when does “BJ” mean “blowjob”? I thought it meant “bejeweled jeanjacket.”
http://bigheaddc.com/2007/12/06/cab-driver-thought-city-paper-staffer-was-offering-5-for-a-blow-job/
5:06 am
My brief yet detailed research on the Congressional corruption of the DC Taxicab Industry is available on google.com under the subjects, “The Congressional corruption of the DC Taxicab Industry” or “Karl Rudder’s Blog”.
Your mission, should you decide to accept it, will be to employ yourself and obtsin copy and read the
September 8, 2007 Afro-American letter to the editor or the Washington Post editorial for 11/13/71 entitled, “The Taxicab Rider”.