Today i saw someone do something that made me want to slap them. No, they weren't walking a cat. Instead, they were getting into the back seat of a cab.
Not so strange you wonder... but the odd thing was that the front passenger seat was vacant. Stranger still... we weren't in America.
The reason i wanted to inflict bodily damage on this unfortunate soul is because of the consequences of their actions. This woman missed the best part of a cab ride... Talking to the driver.
More than that... Asking the driver the same questions that they are asked by each passenger.
The typical cab ride goes like this...
"G'Day mate"
"G'Day"
"x thanks"
"sure"
Insert short time of travel...
"So... How's your day/night been?"
"Had a busy day/night?"
"What time do you knock off?"
"Where have you gotta take the car back to?"
End conversation.
By now I'm pretty certain taxi drivers must keep track of these conversations. You know the machine next to the driver that constantly beeps and squawks at the cabbie? We think it's alerting him to fares. No. Actually it registers these repetitive conversations.
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