Taxi to work
Due to a well baby check-up, I came to work late. While waiting for my second bus, there were three guys who were bemoaning the lateness of the bus. One asked me if I would be interested in splitting a taxi. I thought it was a good idea and joined them.
Guess who didn’t get the front seat? Somehow I thought being the only woman (and being dressed in somewhat religious garb) would get me the front seat. At least I got the side and not the middle.
And then, the organizer of this ride sat in the front and spent all his time turned around talking to his friend.
Actually, he might have thought he was being chivalrous by taking the front seat. Maybe he thought because you were religious, you wouldn’t want to sit up front with the driver, where you would be more vulnerable to unwanted advances.
Just a guess.
Comment by Abbi — April 9, 2008 @ 1:34 pm
oh fun! well…I’m always shocked when I meet a gentelman here, as they are far to few of them.
Comment by Orli — April 28, 2008 @ 1:20 pm