The Unexpected

Sometimes, out of the blue, you see someone completely unexpected and it catches you off guard. Maybe, as a result, you're on guard for the rest of the night. Nothing crazy, just looking around the corner 10 feet in advance.

Then, you might get in a cab on your way home. It's a pleasant evening and a pleasant ride. Your driver says something and you think he's talking to you. Excuse me?
 - Oh, I was on my phone.
Not to worry. A few minutes later, he starts to talk to you. How is your night going? It's good. What kind of things do you like to do? I like pretty much anything as long as I'm with friends. What about you, you ask thinking this scenario is suddenly familiar. I like to hang out with friends and to go out to eat and to grab a drink. And I like to play soccer and work out at the gym around the corner. That's cool. Will you take a left up here on 29th Street? About 1/2 way down. Sure. So, uh, if you're not to busy maybe you'd want to grab a drink sometime.

Ok, I fully admit I should just learn to say no. I also know I'm super judgmental, but I'm probably not going to marry a cab driver. Just not going to happen. Anyways.

Um, maybe. Why don't you give me your number. Do you want me to call you so you have it? (Hell to the no.) Can you write it down? Sure. What's your name by the way? Rashid.


Thanks, Rashid. I now have two cab drivers in my collection.