The Grumpy Ol’ Taxi Driver
Yes, he was grumpy. Grumpier than how I would have been if I was on my grumpiest disposition. And no, I was not exaggerating.
We rode this taxi from Elizabeth Mall, at about 1:45pm today (October 5). We just had our fill of cholesterol and calories and so decided that it was time to go ‘home’ and unwind. I didn’t get his name, aside from the simplest reason that I did not ask for it, he did not have his license or Taxi Driver ID Card plastered on his windshield – which was a good thing because if he did so, we would have known about it and easily mentioned it here. Right?!
Read more about him HERE…
