Wednesday, September 28, 2016
I love driving.
In April of this year, a friend of mine who owns a taxi company asked me if I wanted to drive a taxi part time. I needed the work and he needed a driver. Since I love driving anyway, I figured it would be a perfect fit. Low and behold, it was.
Before I started driving the taxi, I had visions of getting robbed or even worse, getting my throat slit by a psycho passenger sitting behind me. Thankfully that scenario hasn't even come close to happening. In fact, I have been incredibly fascinated by the assortment of people that I have met and spoken with in the fifteen or so minutes that I spend with them on the way to their destination. When I began posting some of these encounters on Facebook, some of my friends said, "you should write a book." Well, maybe I'll do that someday. For now I thought I might try a blog about it.
So, here it is. I hope you enjoy these short stories about some folks I've encountered along the way either in my taxi or somewhere else in my travels through life.