Taxi? Psssych!
I’m looking out the window of Jimbo’s on Lenox Ave. at a guy waving down a taxi. The weather is miserable– snow, rain, wind, and puddles the size of continents– so I’m surprised that the guy doesn’t hop right into the taxi as soon as it stops. Instead, he points, indicating that he wants the taxi to move to the corner. When the taxi gets there, he points again, indicating he wants the taxi to turn into the block. The taxi complies and the dude points again– now, he wants the taxi to pull parallel to a car parked on the side street. The taxi driver seems suspicious and the car is moving very slowly. Nevertheless, he pulls forward, inch by slow inch. When he gets close to the car, the man, instead of hopping in, pulls out some jumper cables that he’s already attached to the battery of the parked car and starts tapping on the hood of the taxi. I laughed out loud. After a long pause, the taxi driver finally popped the hood and let the guy get a jump. Now, that was funny. I think I would have driven off.
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