Taxi tales
I have been really lazy lately, so I’ve been taking cabs all over the city. One of my taxi rides last Saturday is one of the most outstanding ever.
I felt lucky that I was able to flag down a cab in UP, amidst all the exam takers and their guardians.
As soon as I get in and tell the driver where to go, he started singing. Loudly.
It was lucky that I was looking out the window, so he didn’t see my eyes widen. He wasn’t even singing along with the radio. He was singing a different tune.
Listening to the lyrics, I realize that he was singing a song of praise; he was a Born again Christian.
After the song, he asks, “Amen?”
“Amen,” I reply.
Then he goes on about God’s love, etc. I replied with strategically placed Amens.
Interesting taxi ride, to say the least.
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